Deep Roots are Not Reached by the Frost

One two three four, tell me that you love me more.....five six nine or ten..... That is what I sing when I need to step back and breathe. Like when people tell you to count to ten before you say anything else so you can think about what may have almost come out of your mouth. Well, I like to sing, so I sing that instead. Today there were plenty of opportunities to sing that song. But I didn't because those happenings deserved laughter instead. :) Today I cooked my dinners for the rest of the week and am so excited to eat deliciousness all week!! But with that excitement came a whole lot of mess and burning things. I burned 1/2 my bacon and 1 batch of candied almonds.... :( I had a fabulous time picking out the burnt bacon though as well as chopping and mixing another batch of almonds which then brought me great pride when I took them out of the oven not 3 seconds too soon. If I hadn't failed the first time there's no way I would have appreciated the timing of the s...

Something I'm excited for: becoming what i know i want to be And you know what?? This semester will help me do that more so than any semester before!! How do I know this? Every single one of my classes will help me develop critical, creative thinking. Forming ideas and molding what I believe about this world. I've always been frustrated with my passive opinions and my lack of determination to stand up and say something (that would be because I had nothing to say while standing...) Each class will help me figure out what I want to say, how to say it, when to say it, and the importance of saying it. I'm excited!!

Today in my U.S. History class, my professor was guiding a discussion on the reading that had been assigned for that day. I had only read about 2/3 of it, and of course the largest part of the discussion was based on the 1/3 I hadn't read. So there I am sitting in class having very little understanding of what is happening and I'm nodding off, trying desperately to stay awake. Then the discussion starts to turn and I recognize some thoughts as relating to parts of the reading I had familiarized myself with. My professor asks another question--one I felt like I could maneuver around and give some sort of logical answer. "Let's get some people who haven't said much." And so I raise my hand. Dr. Underwood sees me and lights up at the sight of someone who hasn't said anything yet, raising their hand. "Yes?" I share something that I thought was interesting about a part of the reading; it happened to be a different way of looking at a passage. My...