I've always loved that word, especially once I learned how to spell it. I'm kind of a show-off that way.
I have been wanting to give you an update on the cabin and life in general, but every time I go to write one, I feel like I'm having to explain things to put them into context for you. Maybe this post would more accurately be titled "Context," because that's really what I'm hoping to give you - an understanding of my life as it is at this present moment in time.
Tuesday, December 10, 2013
Monday, October 7, 2013
The Proposal
At long last, I will share with you the story of Mountain Man's proposal to me!
It was simple and sweet, which is just what I wanted (I had long ago threatened him with refusal if he proposed to me in public). I think that a proposal should be a private event in a couple's life because it's so intimate.
Even though I don't think there should be any witnesses, I don't mind sharing, because proposals seem to be one of those things that everyone is naturally curious about.
"So how'd he do it?!"
It was simple and sweet, which is just what I wanted (I had long ago threatened him with refusal if he proposed to me in public). I think that a proposal should be a private event in a couple's life because it's so intimate.
Even though I don't think there should be any witnesses, I don't mind sharing, because proposals seem to be one of those things that everyone is naturally curious about.
"So how'd he do it?!"
Wednesday, September 18, 2013
The Job Interview
Let me begin by saying this:
I hate job interviews.
Really, they make me a nervous wreck, and I almost never have a feel for how well it went. This one was no different.
It happened so quickly that I had no time to prepare. Last summer, I was an interview pro by mid-June, and there are some pretty standard questions that are asked during education interviews, so I had somewhat pat answers. This time, I saw the open job, my heart stopped, I sent an email, and then I had an interview.
My heart stopped again.
You'd think I'd have some issues from all this heart stopping nonsense.
I hate job interviews.
Really, they make me a nervous wreck, and I almost never have a feel for how well it went. This one was no different.
It happened so quickly that I had no time to prepare. Last summer, I was an interview pro by mid-June, and there are some pretty standard questions that are asked during education interviews, so I had somewhat pat answers. This time, I saw the open job, my heart stopped, I sent an email, and then I had an interview.
My heart stopped again.
You'd think I'd have some issues from all this heart stopping nonsense.
Sunday, August 4, 2013
Living and Working in Tuscaloosa
Tuscaloosa . . . where do I begin?
When I accepted my teaching position and began telling my friends and colleagues that I would be moving to Tuscaloosa, their general response was, "Oh my gosh, you're going to love Tuscaloosa!" Friends, if you know anything about me, you probably know what I was thinking.
"Yeah, right."
When I accepted my teaching position and began telling my friends and colleagues that I would be moving to Tuscaloosa, their general response was, "Oh my gosh, you're going to love Tuscaloosa!" Friends, if you know anything about me, you probably know what I was thinking.
"Yeah, right."
Updates 2013
Good evening, Wild Woman family! It hurts my heart to think about how long I've been away from this blog, but please know it was not without good reason. I learned a lot in this last year, but I had to work very hard to do it, which left little time for the frivolities of maintaining any sort of active online presence.
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