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review | joy to the world, by scott hahn.

Hello, blog. It's been a while. I will soon be posting more regularly, but, in the interim, here's a short snippet of a review on a book I have recently read.

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Not long ago, I stumbled upon a blog post about Blogging For Books. Naturally, I was intrigued.

My first book selection is Joy to the World, by Scott Hahn. I chose this book back in October, because, with the Christmas season quickly approaching,  I wanted a book that really got me into the Christmas spirit, while also taking on the role of educating me a little bit more in the scripture surrounding this time of year.

I couldn't have been more pleased with this book in that regard. I often have turned away from books about Christianity, not having interest in reading them. I am so glad that I read this book, as I feel that is has opened doors for me to enjoy a genre that I have been overlooking.

In all, I was pleased with this book and would recommend it to anyone looking for more knowledge surrounding the bir…

a pre-thanksgiving pop-in.

It's really a bit mind-boggling, how busy I've found myself in this first semester of OT school. It's been a wild ride, and I wouldn't trade it for anything (despite my somewhat-constant grumbling as of late - stress'll do that to ya). 
I'm sitting here in my dining room. Tahoe is asleep on the first landing of the stairs, and the blustery rain is continuing its incessant beating outside. The ham was picked up earlier today, and I have an 18-item to-do list immediately to my left, none of which includes school tasks. Our first Thanksgiving guest arrives later this evening. 
It's our first Thanksgiving to host with non-family members in attendance - though we will, thankfully, have one family member in attendance! - & to say that I'm thrilled is an understatement. I love the holidays. I love food. I love friends. I love having people over. But I'm a little bit nervous, too. Cooking for these friends that have so quickly become family is a bit in…

four on friday.

a morning walk on the first of november
a gloomy drive on the way to
late breakfast at a hole-in-the-wall
large chunks of time spent on top of the world-
or, at least, the top floor of the library

this is the stuff of our days lately
this, and dinner on the couch
and food network viewing
and just normal, busy things

good morning, november.

I woke up today, and, somehow, it was the eleventh month of 2014, I was an occupational therapy student, and my house was a mess. For a moment, I felt bad about that. You know, the house-being-a-mess part. I also felt bad about the fact that I didn't really make time to work out in October. Or time to blog. Or time to read. Or crochet - something I love doing around this time of year. I also felt a little bit bad about my bare nails - I've been wanting to paint them red for a while now. Because, while red is always a good idea, it's an even better one in the fall.

I felt bad about these things.

And then, I thought, hello November.

It's a brand new month. A month in which we can make ourselves whoever we want to be.

Here's who I want to be in November:

- a person who is busy, but smiling
- a person who makes time to sit down at the kitchen table with coffee & oatmeal every morning, to have a proper breakfast
- a person who reads - even if it is the tiniest littl…

two years married.

Today, Justin & I have been married for two years. This past Friday, we jetted off to to Florida for the LSU-Florida game, one of Justin's favorites to attend. We stayed in Jacksonville & commuted in to Gainesville. We had a wonderful trip! This weekend, plans are still in the works, but I believe we are going to stay in Wilmington, on the water. As we walked out of lunch at The Scullery in downtown Greenville today, the church bells were playing, and we talked about how it feels like we got married a really long time ago. Maybe that's because we've been together for so long. Maybe that's because a lot has happened in our lives between the years of 2012 and 2014. Either way, all I know is that I hope there are many, many more years in store for us. Here's to many, many more anniversaries!

reading and writing, and things in between.

Today, I decided I was going to embark on the journey of reading all of the Laura Ingalls Wilder books, starting with Little House in the Big Woods today.
Today, I decided that I am going to learn to sew.
Yesterday, I color-coded my school email inbox.
Today, I read blogs. I browsed Pinterest. And instead of feeling overwhelmed, I felt inspired.
I’ve been thinking of things and writing pieces in my head. I’ll hopefully soon put them down in ink, and then I will - hopefully, finally - share them here.
Writing means a lot of different things to a lot of different people, but I like what it means to me the most.

the last weekend in september.

When I think back on this weekend, I want to remember a few things. 
I want to remember how foggy and rainy and gray it was the Friday morning of my first Car-fit event as a technician. I want to remember how random clusters of bees kept flying up at us, making us run around like crazy people. I want to remember practicing on each other's cars. I want to remember breakfast at Coffee Shack at 7:30, bright and early, before we set out.
I want to remember rushing home to write a SOAP note, scarfing down an apple and peanut butter, and hurriedly putting together an outfit that I hoped was appropriate for stand up paddle boarding (which is apparently called "SUP"). I want to remember the van ride with our SUP crew, learning the seat belt game and laughing the whole way there. I want to remember how scared I was when I first set foot in the Tar River, how scared I was when I felt the river's current trying to pull me out away from the other paddlers, how scared I was when…

on transition.

Lately, the only thing that can get me out of bed is the phrase, "... and then we can go get coffee." Even if it is an internal monologue, prompting me to get up and get ready. Even if it is Justin telling me we need to take Tahoe out. 
It's funny, because every time I sit down to write about life, to write about anything, it feels as if there are at least fifty different ideas and perspectives pulling me in different directions, shouting their opinions in my head, making me hesitate. 
I guess the best way to describe that phenomenon is with one word: overwhelmed. 
We're moving into the fifth week of grad school over here, and I'm still overwhelmed. My routines still aren't back to normal. I'm still not writing daily like I was over the summer. I'm still not reading the Bible like I had been doing almost daily since March. I'm still not acclimated to a good workout routine.
But, on the way to Starbucks to meet a friend to study on Thursday, I had…

let's simplify.

For the last few weeks, as I finally launched my brand new career as an Occupational Therapy student, I had a lot to think about. Making new friends among the twenty-five other OT students in my class, figuring out how on earth I was going to stay on top of all of my readings, assignments, quizzes, tests, & meetings, how I was going to eke out some time to work out, & the list goes on & on (and on, further than you could ever imagine).
You always think you’re ready for these life transitions. You daydream. You make “schedule proposals” in your journal. You make plans. You make promises to yourself & others.
And then, you begin the transition. And suddenly, nothing looks at all the way you imagined it. This isn’t necessarily a bad thing, but it’s a startling, unnerving, un-tethering thing. Suddenly, your proposed schedules are so far off point that you may as well run them through the shredder, along with your sanity. Suddenly, you are busier than you could have ever im…

the centennial sunday currently.

glen iris flowers
Hello & welcome to the one hundredth edition of The Sunday Currently! It's hard for me to believe that I've sat down & tapped out one hundred different Sunday posts. In fact, to someone whose concept of numbers is a little... skewed... it seems like a much bigger number than it really is. 
I grappled with whether or not I was going to continue weekly editions of The Sunday Currently after this 100-post mark, & after careful thought & consideration, it is with slight sadness, but persistent confidence that I announce that this will be the last in the series. I thought it would be a nice way to wrap up this fun little series, to have a complete set of 100 to look back on. I'm not saying I'll never do a currently post again, nor am I implying that I'll never do another edition of specifically The Sunday Currently. I'm simply relinquishing the responsibility to write & post one each week, on Sunday, at noon eastern, on the dot.…

songs from greenville, volume 1.

One week ago, I set myself to the task of creating a playlist that I hoped to listen to while putting the finishing touches on unpacking & arranging & organizing our house. I wanted it to be the kind of playlist that, whenever listened to in the future, would create feelings of happy nostalgia for the time when we first moved into our place in Greenville. After seven days of listening, I am happy to say that this string of 51 songs is going to be exactly that. 
listen to it here

rain in greenville.

In our first week here in Greenville, sunny days gave way to rainy ones. 
We traversed out into the country to sample some local fare at Yoder's Dutch Pantry. What more is there to say, other than one big, hearty yum? The Grifton scenery was nothing to sneeze at on this lovely day. 
As the week wore on however, we found ourselves wading through torrential, steady downpours. Even so, we made our way out into our new town, set to explore & eat & learn. I can already tell that I'm going to love being back here in East Carolina, with its cozy corners & rainy deluges.

three from wilmington.

all taken during melanie's visit. all steeped in wilmington goodness.

* editor's note 12:39 p.m. - we finished one tree hill last night, 
& i miss it so much. these photos were perfectly timed to that feeling.

the sunday currently, volume 99.

where's tahoe?
Hello out there, from a very rain-soaked & gloomy Greenville, North Carolina. As Justin was telling his Dad on the phone the other day, he cannot remember a day that he was off work, that it hasn't rained. It was hot, humid, & quite sunny all week, & then the weekend hit, & it's all clouds & that constant kind of sprinkling rain that feels like it will never end. 
A very good thing about this weekend is that we acquired a rug for our living room, as well as a runner for the foyer, as well as a round, gold mirror for our room, all from antique shops yesterday. The two rugs we bought at The Loose Goose, which I have a feeling will turn out to be a bit of a treasure trove here in Greenville for us, & the mirror we picked up at Fox & Hound. I'm excited about all of the antiquing avenues here, both the ones we popped into yesterday, as well as the ones that we have yet to explore. There seems to be quite a lot of potential!
Today w…

diary one.

The fan's pulleys are tinkling as it whirs along at full speed, keeping the room cozy and temperate and well-ventilated. Though the coffee pot has finished its brewing cycle, it still steams and pops and splutters every once in a while, as if to remind me that it is on and there is more coffee to be had if I so desire it. Tahoe's languid, rhythmic breathing from her red-sheet-wrapped bed on the floor between  one of the couches and the coffee table soothes me, grounds me, and seems to offer up the simple suggestion: just breathe. Everything is going to be all right. Sunlight streams in through a wall made almost entirely of windows, bathing the room in cheerfulness. it both feels and looks like the color yellow - pale, pastel yellow. Two dog bowls sit in the corner of the dining room to my right, dominating my peripheral vision. They sit as a symbol, reminding me that Tahoe has really settled in with us, settled in to her new home here in Greenville, North Carolina. She eats o…

the sunday currently, volume 98.

daily walks with t-bear
Greetings from no-internet-land! We moved into our new place here in Greenville on Monday, & the cable company is so backed up with students moving in, that we aren't able to have someone come out to our house until this coming Tuesday. I've missed blogging, & I'm looking forward to writing more posts after we're back to being connected to the rest of the world. As for now, we are posted up in Barnes & Noble, sipping coffee & savoring the free wifi.
C U R R E N T L Y . . .
R E A D I N G  nothing but the Bible. Even with all the moving craziness, I've been able to stay up-to-date on my reading plan. I'm about a quarter of the way into Harry Potter & the Prisoner of Azkaban [my favorite of the series], so I may pick that up this coming week. I miss reading, but with all the unpacking & arranging & organizing that's been going on in the last week, I just haven't made time to sit down & crack open a book…

the sunday currently, volume 97.

who can guess what i'll miss most about our current neighborhood?
Greetings! We arrived back in Wilmington on Wednesday afternoon, & to be quite honest, everything since then has kind of been a blur. Getting Tahoe acclimated to living with us again, as well as getting her on a schedule, has been challenging, yet rewarding. I was telling my mom yesterday that I was just beginning to feel like myself again after four days on the road, traveling between Wilmington, Birmingham, Memphis, Greenville, SC, & back to Wilmington. Traveling that much really took it out of me! But we are so happy to have Tahoe with us again, & we are really excited about our move to Greenville, which is happening tomorrow. 
C U R R E N T L Y . . .
R E A D I N G  nothing at the moment. Yes, yes, according to my Goodreads]account, I'm currently reading Emma, Harry Potter & the Prisoner of Azkaban, Winters Tale, & Harry Potter & History, but the truth is, I'm not reading anything rig…