I have to begin this posting by saying that this story certainly makes me laugh at myself. Hopefully, whoever is reading this will get a kick out of it as well. :)
Background knowledge: First of all, you need to know that my friends and I have talked about "types" before. You know, some girls have a "type" of guy they usually like. I always said, "well, I kind of really like jocks, but intellectual guys too (hoping for a guy who fit both)..but I don't really have a type." By the end of this posting, it should be clear that I DO have a "type". Secondly, sometimes, I wonder if something is wrong with me (see previous postings)...not just because I have trouble dating but because I just don't meet too many guys that strike my fancy, so to speak. Rarely do I see a guy and go, "Oh, he's attractive" and even less often do I find someone I can carry on an enjoyable conversation with. Again, by the end of this posting, I will have surmised (although friends have validated) that there is nothing wrong with me but it might be more clear than ever that I'm in the wrong place.
This past weekend, I went to visit my dear bestie/sister (not really my sister but we look alike and act alike so it's a fair declaration). It was a wonderful vacation and made me feel so blessed and relaxed. I got into Arizona on Friday and of course, my bestie and I begin shopping. We were looking for new handbags and scoured the stores. I immediately find three that I fall in love with...guys are a complicated story but handbags always win my heart (j/k...but kind of true). Anyway, I don't buy one as I can't make up my mind of which I need most. I decide to walk away and think on my decision.
Saturday night, I have a wonderfully splendid dream that tells me which handbag to purchase. In my dream, I am boarding my flight back home, which is on Monday morning. I am dressed really cute (because of course I dress cute on normal days...for those who don't know, I'm a t-shirt and jeans kind of girl) and I am carrying one of the handbags I saw the day before. I get on the plane and am blessed with a middle seat (sarcasm). I sit down next to an incredibly handsome young man. He sees my handbag and compliments me on it, initiating conversation. We talk throughout the next two and half hour flight and as luck would have it, he lives in Austin! (Clearly, it's my dream and I can do what I want.) Long story short, we live "happily ever after" or whatever it is people do.
I wake up the next morning and declare to my bestie that I MUST have the handbag as I relay my dream. She agrees and we go purchase the bag. Now, it's Monday morning. I decide not to carry the bag as my purse (I don't want it to get dirty on the plane...logically), but I do carry it in a shopping bag with a few other items so it is safe (and clean).
Anyway, I board the plane and you guessed it, middle sit. I see my row and no one is in it. "Great," I think, "I'm just going to have to move when the person in the window seat gets here." I sit and patiently wait, secretly hoping a cute guy will sit beside me. As I'm watching people walk by, I see a guy walking down the aisle who is actually really cute (It should be known that this is saying something on my part...like I said, rarely do I think a guy is really attractive...aside from Leo DiCaprio of course). And, you guessed it again, he is Mr. Window Seat. Score!
We don't say anything to each other for the first 15ish minutes of the flight. I am reading my stats textbook (exciting stuff) and he is looking out the window. After a while, I look up to stretch my neck after hunching over the dang book and look out the window. He then initiates conversation, "interesting topic, huh?". There is sarcasm in his voice (huge plus for him). From then on, we talk. That's like two hours talking to a really cute stranger. Cool. Added bonus, he can carry on an intellectual conversation. I learn that he is a recent college grad, my age and competes in decathlons while working as a personal trainer. Not bad...and of course he's my type (smart, can carry on an intelligent conversation and really athletic). We talk about education, statistics, running, college, international topics, etc. Seriously, I haven't had such a good time talking to a guy in a long time (no offense to anyone out there, just truth).
As our plane gets ready for landing, I bring up the inevitable question. "So, are you staying in Dallas or going on?" His answer, "to Ottawa". He then pulls out the airplane magazine and we start looking at the map. He shows me where Ottawa is and tells me where he is going in the next few months for competitions. I show him where I am from and where I am going. "So, you are visiting Canada?" I ask..."Home". Bummer...I would meet a cute, nice guy who lives really far away. Haha. I guess it makes for a fun story though...
Anyway, as soon as I get off the flight and to my next plane, I call my bestie to inform her of my luck. The handbag worked!...sorta. She laughed and we agreed the handbag is probably lucky.
Lessons learned: 1. Never doubt the power of a great purse. 2. I definitely have a type...athletic, cute and smart. 3. I really need to move and maybe my luck will change. 4. Unless, I can find a cute, smart, athletic guy close to home (but I'm not crossing my fingers).
:)
Tuesday, April 3, 2012
Sunday, March 25, 2012
STAAR Advice
STAAR Advice by Ms. Hodges
For many, many days we have worked hard,
And now your brains are no longer like lard.
They are full of knowledge, strategies and facts,
To help you on the STAAR test, but sorry, no MACs.
Genre, preview, visualize and read
Are some good strategies so take heed,
Of the advice I have given you all year
And approach the STAAR test with no fear!
You are capable and ready with a strong aptitude
Just make sure to eat a good breakfast and come with a positive attitude!
Dictionaries, pencils and of course, your brain, are good resources,
Use them to overcome the clock and you will have great forces!
You are as ready as ready can be
So take a deep breathe, relax and you’ll see.
The test isn’t scary at all,
Except for how empty is has made our hall.
Your teachers are proud of the work you have done
All year to become number one.
Two more days and then you’re free
To enjoy school with no more misery.
A few last notes before you go,
Be sure to take your time but don’t go too slow.
Look up words that are new,
I’m sure there will be a few.
Remember the genres and why we read each,
Eat a good breakfast and maybe a peach.
Remember you are intelligent
Now you just have to prove it!
Don’t talk or act up while the tests are out
Or you could cause trouble that would be paramount!
When you are finished, double check
And don’t have stray marks, not even a speck!
Relax, stay strong and know that we care
Because you are brilliant, of that I’m aware.
Try your best and don’t lose hope,
I know you will fly, not merely float!
For many, many days we have worked hard,
And now your brains are no longer like lard.
They are full of knowledge, strategies and facts,
To help you on the STAAR test, but sorry, no MACs.
Genre, preview, visualize and read
Are some good strategies so take heed,
Of the advice I have given you all year
And approach the STAAR test with no fear!
You are capable and ready with a strong aptitude
Just make sure to eat a good breakfast and come with a positive attitude!
Dictionaries, pencils and of course, your brain, are good resources,
Use them to overcome the clock and you will have great forces!
You are as ready as ready can be
So take a deep breathe, relax and you’ll see.
The test isn’t scary at all,
Except for how empty is has made our hall.
Your teachers are proud of the work you have done
All year to become number one.
Two more days and then you’re free
To enjoy school with no more misery.
A few last notes before you go,
Be sure to take your time but don’t go too slow.
Look up words that are new,
I’m sure there will be a few.
Remember the genres and why we read each,
Eat a good breakfast and maybe a peach.
Remember you are intelligent
Now you just have to prove it!
Don’t talk or act up while the tests are out
Or you could cause trouble that would be paramount!
When you are finished, double check
And don’t have stray marks, not even a speck!
Relax, stay strong and know that we care
Because you are brilliant, of that I’m aware.
Try your best and don’t lose hope,
I know you will fly, not merely float!
Sunday, March 18, 2012
Best Spring Break on record...*sigh*
Today is the final day of Spring Break and it feels like nothing special...back to reality, back to the daily grind and back to my normal Sunday to-do list: grocery shopping, cooking meals for the week, lesson plans for the week, grad school work (not necessarily in that order). I'm sad that Spring Break has to come to an end, especially one so wonderful, but I feel refreshed and ready to tackle the next few months of work before summer arrives.
This Spring Break, I went on a trip. It is the second Spring Break in my recorded history that this has happened. When I was younger, Spring Breaks were a time for yard work, big home projects, etc. and my parents didn't get time off so we never went anywhere. As a college kid, I had no money so I usually visited boyfriends, friends or family for the break but didn't go any where spectacular. My senior year in high school, a friend and I went to Cabo with her family. It was great fun except for the fact that we got sunburned on day one so badly that we spent the rest of the trip covered from head to toe and suffering from headaches (I've kind of been scarred from that experience and am hesitant to visit Mexico even now). So, this was my first real "Spring Break vacation" where I planned and took a trip...and to my beloved New York City, what better!
We've been to New York City twice before so we've done all the sight-seeing things like the Statue of Liberty, Empire State Building, Top of the Rock observatory, museums, Ground Zero, Wall Street, Little Italy, etc. etc. This time, was our trip...shopping, Broadway shows and soaking up the stinky New York air. :) We did a lot of shopping and went to all our favorite stores: Macy's, Bloomingdales, Coach stores, Pandora stores, antique book stores (where first editions cost thousands of dollars...some day!), candy/cupcake shops, Tiffany's...it was wonderful! However, I will say two things stand out as the highlights of the trip: Rock of Ages and my excellent news!
We've now seen four Broadway musicals (and are all cultured and stuff). Wicked was the first and took my breath away. It was so funny and entertaining and definitely not what I thought Broadway would be like. Then we saw Phantom of the Opera. The technical difficulty and intricacies of that show are unparalleled...simply astounding. We saw Mamma Mia! this trip and I was so excited about it, but was actually disappointed. It wasn't as funny as I hoped and it didn't jive me like the others had. Still a great show, but comparably speaking, disappointing. Now, Rock of Ages...I have been listening to the soundtrack (downloaded from Itunes as we walked back to our hotel) nonstop and have dreamed about seeing it again for 4 nights straight. It was AMAZING! My kind of show in a nutshell: a love story, wrapped around the biggest hits of the 80s with a band that rocked out on their drums and guitars at a "just too loud" decibel. I was in Heaven. For those who don't know, I am a closet rocker. When I was 8, I started stealing my parents old records (yes, we had a record machine) and CDs of the "hair bands". I also bought and own the complete "Monster Ballads" collection...Whitesnake, Bon Jovi, Journey, Poison, REO Speedwagon, STYX, on and on. I also listen to my music way too loud (and constantly...I can't wait to have a sound system in my future home). I like heavy beats and dudes with long hair, tattoos and motorcycles excite me just a little. Throw into that a kickass love story, some risque and dirty jokes and truly sweet and enchanting characters and I'm hooked. We are already in the process of buying tickets to see the show when it comes through Austin in the fall and I cannot wait for the movie this summer! :)
Now, onto the next reason why my Spring Break was so wonderful (as if a trip to New York could be beat!) First, let me back track and share some of my "bucket list" as it will help put things into perspective.
Bucket List (as of 2012):
1. Earn a Ph.D.
2. Have children.
3. Become a published author.
4. Visit New York City at Christmas.
I could go on but those are the 4 you need to know to understand the magnitude of the news I'm about to reveal. When I was a little girl, I loved to read. I used to throw tantrums (seriously) and cry if I didn't get taken to the library. I had a library card before I could sign my own name because I was a "big girl" (at like 3 or 4) and wanted my own. I started collecting books that young as well and loved it. It's been a lifelong passion (guess it's no surprise that reading education is what my doctorate is in??). When I was old enough to write, I began keeping journals and writing my own little stories. Granted, they are terrible, but it was my start. Against all odds, I majored in English and have always found writing to be a release and wonderful past-time. It's no surprise then, that I have dreamed of being a published author. Now, I don't want to be any kind of author, I want to write something that will make an impact, upset people a little bit and change perceptions...I'm thinking Harper Lee (author of To Kill a Mockingbird).
Anyway, we are in New York City (my favorite city, although I've decided I don't want to live there, just visit as often as possible). We are sitting in this Irish pub called The Playwright (how appropriate) which we adore. I know I should be getting a rejection/acceptance email about a book chapter proposal I submitted. (This means I sent 4 pages of something I want to write to a book editor and he decides if it is consistent with the theme of the book. If he accepts, I get to write the chapter for approval to be published.) My phone dings and I reach for it. My poor mother is oblivious to what I am doing as I am an incessant email checker. I see who the email is from...the editor! EEK! My heart starts racing as I begin to read (I know it sounds silly but this is my dream so give me a little credit!). As I start to read, it doesn't sound good. No overwhelming "Congratulations", no balloons or streamers...just lots of writing. I can't figure out at first if it is an acceptance or not. Then I read those lines..."the topic of your proposed chapter is consistent with the theme of this book and could make a significant contribution to this project." I scream. Literally. Out right. In the middle of an Irish pub in Times Square in New York City. I feel like all eyes are on me and my poor Momma is just looking at me, questioningly. I can barely tell her the news but I get it out. I can't believe it. My childhood dream is coming to bloom...yes, it's only the beginning but what a great start!
The moment I found out!
Now, I have until July 1st to write the 20-30 pages. I'm excited and know it will be worth whatever I have to sacrifice between now and then to get it done.
Enjoying the greatest Spring Break ever, with one of my favorite people and watching my dreams literally come true...priceless.
-Tracey :)
This Spring Break, I went on a trip. It is the second Spring Break in my recorded history that this has happened. When I was younger, Spring Breaks were a time for yard work, big home projects, etc. and my parents didn't get time off so we never went anywhere. As a college kid, I had no money so I usually visited boyfriends, friends or family for the break but didn't go any where spectacular. My senior year in high school, a friend and I went to Cabo with her family. It was great fun except for the fact that we got sunburned on day one so badly that we spent the rest of the trip covered from head to toe and suffering from headaches (I've kind of been scarred from that experience and am hesitant to visit Mexico even now). So, this was my first real "Spring Break vacation" where I planned and took a trip...and to my beloved New York City, what better!
We've been to New York City twice before so we've done all the sight-seeing things like the Statue of Liberty, Empire State Building, Top of the Rock observatory, museums, Ground Zero, Wall Street, Little Italy, etc. etc. This time, was our trip...shopping, Broadway shows and soaking up the stinky New York air. :) We did a lot of shopping and went to all our favorite stores: Macy's, Bloomingdales, Coach stores, Pandora stores, antique book stores (where first editions cost thousands of dollars...some day!), candy/cupcake shops, Tiffany's...it was wonderful! However, I will say two things stand out as the highlights of the trip: Rock of Ages and my excellent news!
We've now seen four Broadway musicals (and are all cultured and stuff). Wicked was the first and took my breath away. It was so funny and entertaining and definitely not what I thought Broadway would be like. Then we saw Phantom of the Opera. The technical difficulty and intricacies of that show are unparalleled...simply astounding. We saw Mamma Mia! this trip and I was so excited about it, but was actually disappointed. It wasn't as funny as I hoped and it didn't jive me like the others had. Still a great show, but comparably speaking, disappointing. Now, Rock of Ages...I have been listening to the soundtrack (downloaded from Itunes as we walked back to our hotel) nonstop and have dreamed about seeing it again for 4 nights straight. It was AMAZING! My kind of show in a nutshell: a love story, wrapped around the biggest hits of the 80s with a band that rocked out on their drums and guitars at a "just too loud" decibel. I was in Heaven. For those who don't know, I am a closet rocker. When I was 8, I started stealing my parents old records (yes, we had a record machine) and CDs of the "hair bands". I also bought and own the complete "Monster Ballads" collection...Whitesnake, Bon Jovi, Journey, Poison, REO Speedwagon, STYX, on and on. I also listen to my music way too loud (and constantly...I can't wait to have a sound system in my future home). I like heavy beats and dudes with long hair, tattoos and motorcycles excite me just a little. Throw into that a kickass love story, some risque and dirty jokes and truly sweet and enchanting characters and I'm hooked. We are already in the process of buying tickets to see the show when it comes through Austin in the fall and I cannot wait for the movie this summer! :)
Now, onto the next reason why my Spring Break was so wonderful (as if a trip to New York could be beat!) First, let me back track and share some of my "bucket list" as it will help put things into perspective.
Bucket List (as of 2012):
1. Earn a Ph.D.
2. Have children.
3. Become a published author.
4. Visit New York City at Christmas.
I could go on but those are the 4 you need to know to understand the magnitude of the news I'm about to reveal. When I was a little girl, I loved to read. I used to throw tantrums (seriously) and cry if I didn't get taken to the library. I had a library card before I could sign my own name because I was a "big girl" (at like 3 or 4) and wanted my own. I started collecting books that young as well and loved it. It's been a lifelong passion (guess it's no surprise that reading education is what my doctorate is in??). When I was old enough to write, I began keeping journals and writing my own little stories. Granted, they are terrible, but it was my start. Against all odds, I majored in English and have always found writing to be a release and wonderful past-time. It's no surprise then, that I have dreamed of being a published author. Now, I don't want to be any kind of author, I want to write something that will make an impact, upset people a little bit and change perceptions...I'm thinking Harper Lee (author of To Kill a Mockingbird).
Anyway, we are in New York City (my favorite city, although I've decided I don't want to live there, just visit as often as possible). We are sitting in this Irish pub called The Playwright (how appropriate) which we adore. I know I should be getting a rejection/acceptance email about a book chapter proposal I submitted. (This means I sent 4 pages of something I want to write to a book editor and he decides if it is consistent with the theme of the book. If he accepts, I get to write the chapter for approval to be published.) My phone dings and I reach for it. My poor mother is oblivious to what I am doing as I am an incessant email checker. I see who the email is from...the editor! EEK! My heart starts racing as I begin to read (I know it sounds silly but this is my dream so give me a little credit!). As I start to read, it doesn't sound good. No overwhelming "Congratulations", no balloons or streamers...just lots of writing. I can't figure out at first if it is an acceptance or not. Then I read those lines..."the topic of your proposed chapter is consistent with the theme of this book and could make a significant contribution to this project." I scream. Literally. Out right. In the middle of an Irish pub in Times Square in New York City. I feel like all eyes are on me and my poor Momma is just looking at me, questioningly. I can barely tell her the news but I get it out. I can't believe it. My childhood dream is coming to bloom...yes, it's only the beginning but what a great start!
Now, I have until July 1st to write the 20-30 pages. I'm excited and know it will be worth whatever I have to sacrifice between now and then to get it done.
Enjoying the greatest Spring Break ever, with one of my favorite people and watching my dreams literally come true...priceless.
-Tracey :)
Sunday, March 4, 2012
Good for the Soul...
That's what friendship is...and vacations!
This weekend was amazing and just what I needed to feel refreshed, my soul cleansed and ready for one more week before Spring Break. I left work as soon as I possibly could on Friday and jetted to San Antonio (literally, if you know how I drive). When I got there, I met my best friend, her boyfriend and a group of her friends for dinner for her birthday. It was nice and relaxing and fun. On Saturday, we woke up early and drove to Fredericksburg to climb Enchanted Rock and look at the shops. Enchanted Rock was a good time, but a tough climb. However, the view from the top made it worth the sore calves and burning legs. We then went to Fredericksburg and toured the cute little shops for a few hours, got some burgers and ice cream and drove back to San Antonio. A well-earned nap was definitely on the agenda next and a few hours later, we enjoyed a game (and almost 2 hours) of wonderful tennis action. Tennis is my favorite sport and it felt so good to swing a racket again! This morning, my soul was cleansed further by a great worship service, a drive to the Rock, lunch with my family for my grandmother's 78th birthday. I am now back home and have finished two grad school papers. My soul feels so cleansed, work is easy. Better yet, I'm enjoying dinner later with my bestie who is visiting from Arizona.
Now, I'm dreading the next week at work but know it will go by quickly and then I will get to spend four days in New York City (my favorite) and nine days soaking up family and friends. I feel so good after this weekend, though, that I've decided mini-vacations of this such are required at least every two weeks from now on. My heart and soul need the refresher and need to be rejuvenated to make it through the tough weeks. Plus, it's fun and that's what your twenties are for! :)
This weekend was amazing and just what I needed to feel refreshed, my soul cleansed and ready for one more week before Spring Break. I left work as soon as I possibly could on Friday and jetted to San Antonio (literally, if you know how I drive). When I got there, I met my best friend, her boyfriend and a group of her friends for dinner for her birthday. It was nice and relaxing and fun. On Saturday, we woke up early and drove to Fredericksburg to climb Enchanted Rock and look at the shops. Enchanted Rock was a good time, but a tough climb. However, the view from the top made it worth the sore calves and burning legs. We then went to Fredericksburg and toured the cute little shops for a few hours, got some burgers and ice cream and drove back to San Antonio. A well-earned nap was definitely on the agenda next and a few hours later, we enjoyed a game (and almost 2 hours) of wonderful tennis action. Tennis is my favorite sport and it felt so good to swing a racket again! This morning, my soul was cleansed further by a great worship service, a drive to the Rock, lunch with my family for my grandmother's 78th birthday. I am now back home and have finished two grad school papers. My soul feels so cleansed, work is easy. Better yet, I'm enjoying dinner later with my bestie who is visiting from Arizona.
Now, I'm dreading the next week at work but know it will go by quickly and then I will get to spend four days in New York City (my favorite) and nine days soaking up family and friends. I feel so good after this weekend, though, that I've decided mini-vacations of this such are required at least every two weeks from now on. My heart and soul need the refresher and need to be rejuvenated to make it through the tough weeks. Plus, it's fun and that's what your twenties are for! :)
Friday, February 24, 2012
Role Model
God is amazing because He isn't too busy for the small stuff.
1. Last night, I was tired. I didn't want to do anything...BUT a friend of mine talked me into running a 5K with her tonight. So, to "warm up" for that, I decided I needed to do something. I walked on my treadmill for about 30 minutes then decided that was good enough. I got some water and as I stood in my kitchen, got a suddenly strong desire to go outside and run. The walk didn't quench this feeling; my body wanted more. It was a beautiful day and beautiful night. So, I went outside with my Ipod blaring one of my favorite songs and I started running. It felt uncharacteristically good. No shin splint pain. So, I decided to try running faster and quickened my pace. This felt even better. I kept up the faster pace for a solid mile before I let up a little. I stopped and started walking. As I did this, I realized that I still had a desire to run...so, I ran sprint/walk intervals for another mile. This felt amazing...and quenched this running fever.
This morning, my abs hurt, my butt hurts, my legs are tight but I feel great! Ready for the 5K!! :)
2. Earlier this week, I was working in my favorite coffee shop on my "take home statistics exam". I was feeling a little guilty that I was working on grad school work and not planning lessons or grading or doing something else for work. As I was feeling guilty, one of my favorite ladies entered the shop: my grad mentor! I hadn't seen her in several months (as she's been on maternity leave) and the last time she saw me face-to-face, I was in a very bad position (literally having a panic attack about work). Seeing her, talking to her about her life and mine reinforced that I am doing what I am supposed to do and my guilt faded away.
3. Real talk for a minute: being a grown up is tough. Managing finances is tough. Supporting my expensive dream of earning a PhD on a teacher's salary is tough. Having to replace my washer/dryer unexpectedly on a budget is tough. That being said, I'm running low on cash this month and I'm too proud to ask anybody for money. I've been doing some work as a private tutor/editor for several clients to make extra money and establish a client base for next year. One of my clients said she was going to mail me a check this week for the papers I've helped her with already. I had shared with her my starting rates and had kept track of how much she owed me. I had a figure in my head. I got the check this morning and it was WAY more than I expected! Immediately, I called to inquire as to the amount and demand she let me send most of it back. Her response was that she really appreciated my help and that I was doing her a great service by taking the time to help her...and that I needed to keep the money. Thanks to this act of generosity, I am no longer in financial need and don't have to dive into my savings. :)
God is great and has blessed me with knowing so many wonderful individuals who encourage and support me, whether that is with getting my butt in shape, working on achieving my dreams or doing what I love most, teaching and editing. I'm a lucky girl and love a great and powerful God that is never too busy for my somewhat insignificant needs.
-Tracey
1. Last night, I was tired. I didn't want to do anything...BUT a friend of mine talked me into running a 5K with her tonight. So, to "warm up" for that, I decided I needed to do something. I walked on my treadmill for about 30 minutes then decided that was good enough. I got some water and as I stood in my kitchen, got a suddenly strong desire to go outside and run. The walk didn't quench this feeling; my body wanted more. It was a beautiful day and beautiful night. So, I went outside with my Ipod blaring one of my favorite songs and I started running. It felt uncharacteristically good. No shin splint pain. So, I decided to try running faster and quickened my pace. This felt even better. I kept up the faster pace for a solid mile before I let up a little. I stopped and started walking. As I did this, I realized that I still had a desire to run...so, I ran sprint/walk intervals for another mile. This felt amazing...and quenched this running fever.
This morning, my abs hurt, my butt hurts, my legs are tight but I feel great! Ready for the 5K!! :)
2. Earlier this week, I was working in my favorite coffee shop on my "take home statistics exam". I was feeling a little guilty that I was working on grad school work and not planning lessons or grading or doing something else for work. As I was feeling guilty, one of my favorite ladies entered the shop: my grad mentor! I hadn't seen her in several months (as she's been on maternity leave) and the last time she saw me face-to-face, I was in a very bad position (literally having a panic attack about work). Seeing her, talking to her about her life and mine reinforced that I am doing what I am supposed to do and my guilt faded away.
3. Real talk for a minute: being a grown up is tough. Managing finances is tough. Supporting my expensive dream of earning a PhD on a teacher's salary is tough. Having to replace my washer/dryer unexpectedly on a budget is tough. That being said, I'm running low on cash this month and I'm too proud to ask anybody for money. I've been doing some work as a private tutor/editor for several clients to make extra money and establish a client base for next year. One of my clients said she was going to mail me a check this week for the papers I've helped her with already. I had shared with her my starting rates and had kept track of how much she owed me. I had a figure in my head. I got the check this morning and it was WAY more than I expected! Immediately, I called to inquire as to the amount and demand she let me send most of it back. Her response was that she really appreciated my help and that I was doing her a great service by taking the time to help her...and that I needed to keep the money. Thanks to this act of generosity, I am no longer in financial need and don't have to dive into my savings. :)
God is great and has blessed me with knowing so many wonderful individuals who encourage and support me, whether that is with getting my butt in shape, working on achieving my dreams or doing what I love most, teaching and editing. I'm a lucky girl and love a great and powerful God that is never too busy for my somewhat insignificant needs.
-Tracey
Wednesday, February 22, 2012
March Madness...
What a stressful and busy February this has been! Definitely one of the craziest yet. Last year, March was my busiest month and while I think this February will be hard to compete with, March might take the lead. Here is what's in store for the 2012 March Madness...
-Trip to San Antonio for the best friend's birthday
-5K race.
-Spring Break in New York City
-Spring Break loving up on family :)
-STAAR...boo...
-Trip to Scottsdale to visit the bestie
-Throw in graduate school, teaching, a few tests, project deadlines, working out, etc, etc...
It's going to be a crazy busy time but I am beyond excited! Actually, the rest of spring is full of great opportunities, good times with loved ones and all around enjoying life doing what I love. I couldn't ask for more than that.
-Tracey
-Trip to San Antonio for the best friend's birthday
-5K race.
-Spring Break in New York City
-Spring Break loving up on family :)
-STAAR...boo...
-Trip to Scottsdale to visit the bestie
-Throw in graduate school, teaching, a few tests, project deadlines, working out, etc, etc...
It's going to be a crazy busy time but I am beyond excited! Actually, the rest of spring is full of great opportunities, good times with loved ones and all around enjoying life doing what I love. I couldn't ask for more than that.
-Tracey
Saturday, February 11, 2012
I wasn't expecting...
to be hit with so many emotions today or to feel so much of God in my life. Let me begin with highlighting my awesome Friday night. Now, I am a 24-year-old, but definitely not the typical kind...most 24-year-olds are out on dates, dancing the night away with friends, having a few drinks, etc, etc on Friday nights. This girl, not so much. Last night, I got home and after a very long week at work, was EXHAUSTED! (Seems to be my buzz-word lately!) I decided to relax with a pizza and movie. I ate some pizza, yes. However, I put on the movie and made it about an hour in..and fell asleep on the couch. A few hours later, I woke up and dragged myself and Jack to bed where I slept amazingly until about 4 this morning. Dang it! I checked emails and responded to a few texts then went back to sleep until about 7, when I decided to wake up. Here is where my emotions of the day began...
1. One of my emails this morning was a swift kick in the butt from an amazing friend/colleague to get moving on some grad school projects. I have three projects that are about to be set in motion, all wonderful opportunities. It may be rough doing them all, but in the end, it will be worth it. Somehow this email lit a fire under me. I spent the first 4 hours of my day at my favorite coffee shop reading for one of my classes and thinking about these projects. Then, I went home, did some more studying and read a novel for my other class. I finally got back into my school mindset. I feel like I've lost that mindset since I devoted all of my spare energy, brain-power and time to teaching...feels great to feel like myself again. Let's face it, I'm meant to be a student right now. It makes me feel complete.
2. I felt a tug at my heart as I realized that one of my dearest and truest friends is officially leaving me! I could not be happier for her, her upcoming marriage, transferring to a new school that is more aligned to her goals, chasing her dreams, everything...BUT I'm also selfish in that I want her to stay here with me. She and her fiance packed up her things and headed out to their new home in Arizona today. I will miss the Wednesday night girls' nights, movie dates, 3 and 4-hour long lunch dates, pedicures, shopping, trips to Houston, eating sweets, laughing...basically all of the K&T time. I felt sad knowing she is leaving, but happy at the same time. It reminds me that growing up is hard.
3. I have often expressed my dissatisfaction with being "stuck" where I am. I am here for a reason and that is to finish school. While I couldn't be happier about this, sometimes I feel like everyone else is passing me by. It seems like everyone else is graduating, getting married, moving forward...and I am STILL working on my last degree. I know this is all in my head, but it takes it's toll. College Station is a nice, little town to live in but certainly not where I want to be long-term. I get bored here quite often. However, today, I was reminded of why I do enjoy living here, why I consider it my hometown (where I've really grown-up) and finally, the perfect place to be finishing my degree. After working hard at the coffee shop for hours, I decided to run by the grocery store to pick up some food for the week. My bag was full of textbooks, my computer, notebooks, etc. and I didn't want to carry it around HEB so I just took in my wallet. As I walked around the store, I set my wallet on the top of the shopping cart. I finished my shopping, paid for my groceries and took everything out to my car. I loaded up, placed the cart in the "buggy return" and drove home. After I unpacked my groceries, ate lunch, watched a movie, took Jack for a walk, I decided to read more for class. I went to my bag to unpack my books and realized something was missing...you guessed it, my wallet! I promptly called HEB to find that, yes, they had my wallet! I rushed back to HEB to find that my wallet was completely intact, credit cards, money and all! Wow! It's nice to live somewhere where I can be a completely spaced-out grad student and still be safe! This could have ended very badly. Thank God for College Station and it's good-hearted people!
All in all, I've had a wonderfully productive day that gave me a glimpse of what it will be like next year to be a full-time student completely devoted to my studies. Early mornings full of reading and collaborating, afternoons of more reading, eating and my favorite, movies and evenings of reflection and writing...in a town that can handle the fact that I'm slowly losing my sanity. :)
-Tracey
1. One of my emails this morning was a swift kick in the butt from an amazing friend/colleague to get moving on some grad school projects. I have three projects that are about to be set in motion, all wonderful opportunities. It may be rough doing them all, but in the end, it will be worth it. Somehow this email lit a fire under me. I spent the first 4 hours of my day at my favorite coffee shop reading for one of my classes and thinking about these projects. Then, I went home, did some more studying and read a novel for my other class. I finally got back into my school mindset. I feel like I've lost that mindset since I devoted all of my spare energy, brain-power and time to teaching...feels great to feel like myself again. Let's face it, I'm meant to be a student right now. It makes me feel complete.
2. I felt a tug at my heart as I realized that one of my dearest and truest friends is officially leaving me! I could not be happier for her, her upcoming marriage, transferring to a new school that is more aligned to her goals, chasing her dreams, everything...BUT I'm also selfish in that I want her to stay here with me. She and her fiance packed up her things and headed out to their new home in Arizona today. I will miss the Wednesday night girls' nights, movie dates, 3 and 4-hour long lunch dates, pedicures, shopping, trips to Houston, eating sweets, laughing...basically all of the K&T time. I felt sad knowing she is leaving, but happy at the same time. It reminds me that growing up is hard.
3. I have often expressed my dissatisfaction with being "stuck" where I am. I am here for a reason and that is to finish school. While I couldn't be happier about this, sometimes I feel like everyone else is passing me by. It seems like everyone else is graduating, getting married, moving forward...and I am STILL working on my last degree. I know this is all in my head, but it takes it's toll. College Station is a nice, little town to live in but certainly not where I want to be long-term. I get bored here quite often. However, today, I was reminded of why I do enjoy living here, why I consider it my hometown (where I've really grown-up) and finally, the perfect place to be finishing my degree. After working hard at the coffee shop for hours, I decided to run by the grocery store to pick up some food for the week. My bag was full of textbooks, my computer, notebooks, etc. and I didn't want to carry it around HEB so I just took in my wallet. As I walked around the store, I set my wallet on the top of the shopping cart. I finished my shopping, paid for my groceries and took everything out to my car. I loaded up, placed the cart in the "buggy return" and drove home. After I unpacked my groceries, ate lunch, watched a movie, took Jack for a walk, I decided to read more for class. I went to my bag to unpack my books and realized something was missing...you guessed it, my wallet! I promptly called HEB to find that, yes, they had my wallet! I rushed back to HEB to find that my wallet was completely intact, credit cards, money and all! Wow! It's nice to live somewhere where I can be a completely spaced-out grad student and still be safe! This could have ended very badly. Thank God for College Station and it's good-hearted people!
All in all, I've had a wonderfully productive day that gave me a glimpse of what it will be like next year to be a full-time student completely devoted to my studies. Early mornings full of reading and collaborating, afternoons of more reading, eating and my favorite, movies and evenings of reflection and writing...in a town that can handle the fact that I'm slowly losing my sanity. :)
-Tracey
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