I'm not really the most qualified to write about this. I've not actually had many opportunities worth mention come my way, let alone seized them. But that's part of what this is about. The opportunities I have had have been beyond incredible, and I couldn't imagine my life without them. But I passed others by … Continue reading Seizing Opportunities
This certainly isn't a topic I'd usually write about, by why not give it a go? Let's start with the lowest first, shall we? People clipping their nails in public. I've never understood how people can do this. I understand wanting to even them out and trim them, but why not wait until you're home? … Continue reading My Top Three Pet Peeves
When I first got dressed, I was so excited to wear the outfit I had chosen for our final full day in England. I put on my black DeLorean tee, a brown plaid, wool skirt, my Minnie and Mickey Mouse shoes, and bright red lipstick.
It's been an amazing seven weeks in France. It's been quite different than the staff and I had originally anticipated, but it's been an incredible time despite the changes that have taken place. I've been able to participate at two local churches, a Bible study, and the Institute to learn more about the French spiritual … Continue reading Working in France
People always tell horror stories about saying the wrong word in a foreign language and either saying something offensive or sexual. They rally are trying to say something innocent, but the word is mispronounced or the phrase doesn't mean what the speaker thought. Well, after a few years studying French, I have have finally made … Continue reading Well, I least I learned something
My travel experiences have always been a little bizarre or planned last minute. I can't say I like it, but it certainly keeps life interesting. When I found out my itinerary just one and a half weeks before coming to France, my nerves were wrecked. All the unexpected changes on flight day didn't help. But … Continue reading La première semaine
Early this semester, I was asked to return to France with the Jacques Lefevre Institute as an intern. I'm glad to say I decided to apply and was accepted for a three month trip. I wrote this poem the day I was asked to return: Longing for Tomorrow (or Sword Beach)
With his teeth fully visible and head slowly tilting forward, Erik's dark, fluffy hair goes from looking slightly controlled and pushed back to being poofy beyond expectation and bobs in front of his forehead as his body shakes from laughter. His laughter seems to be a sort of hyperventilation, the regular ha's mingled with gasping. … Continue reading An Interesting Man