“Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things you didn’t do than by the ones you did do. So throw off the bowlines, sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover.” – Mark Twain
Why?
- Kim
- To everything there is a season and time for every purpose under heaven... My blog started as an educational journey, morphed into a New Zealand travel log and has morphed one more time to be reflections on everything--especially this journey to earn my Master's degree.
Tuesday, March 31, 2009
Sunday, March 22, 2009
I've been tagged...
Yep, I was one of those fortunate ones in our tiny blogging community to get tagged not once, but twice! Since all my bloggy friends were tagged and tag-backs are never cool, I'll just give you the five random facts about me.
1. I hate frogs. I hate them a lot. The bigger the frog, the more I hate it. When I was taking piano lessons in elementary school, my piano teacher had a ceramic frog somewhat hidden in the bushes but very near the walk to her home. I was not good about practicing the piano and that fact, combined with an inexplicable fear of frogs, caused me fear and dread every time I walked up Mrs. Prell's walk way. To this day, the sight of a ceramic frog sends me into shock. **NOTE**: If you love me and want me to be able to continue as just about anything relating to children, please don't let this secret out!!
2. When I was a teenager, I wanted to have four children, and preferably all boys. After I gave birth to Hailey, I only wanted to have one child because I couldn't believe that any other baby would be as perfect as she. Now, I think three children is the best number of all--with one step son and one grandson thrown in!
3. I really want to go to Spain. There is a national forest with ancient petroglyphs there; I'd like to see the Guggenheim in Balboa; and I would love to see the Moorish influence on the architecture in southern Spain.
4. I love to get dressed up. I wish I could have gone to prom when I was in high school simply to wear a prom dress. However, my 33 year old fiance wasn't really interested in going with me. I loved being a bride's maid because I got to wear a fru-fru dress (it was a good color and a good style).
5. When I think about heaven, sometimes I get sad. I wonder how it could be so wonderful if I didn't have Jim as my husband. Then I remind myself that heaven must be a wonderful place because of God's spirit that is there, and if Jim isn't part of that equation, then heaven must more wonderful than I can even begin to imagine.
1. I hate frogs. I hate them a lot. The bigger the frog, the more I hate it. When I was taking piano lessons in elementary school, my piano teacher had a ceramic frog somewhat hidden in the bushes but very near the walk to her home. I was not good about practicing the piano and that fact, combined with an inexplicable fear of frogs, caused me fear and dread every time I walked up Mrs. Prell's walk way. To this day, the sight of a ceramic frog sends me into shock. **NOTE**: If you love me and want me to be able to continue as just about anything relating to children, please don't let this secret out!!
2. When I was a teenager, I wanted to have four children, and preferably all boys. After I gave birth to Hailey, I only wanted to have one child because I couldn't believe that any other baby would be as perfect as she. Now, I think three children is the best number of all--with one step son and one grandson thrown in!
3. I really want to go to Spain. There is a national forest with ancient petroglyphs there; I'd like to see the Guggenheim in Balboa; and I would love to see the Moorish influence on the architecture in southern Spain.
4. I love to get dressed up. I wish I could have gone to prom when I was in high school simply to wear a prom dress. However, my 33 year old fiance wasn't really interested in going with me. I loved being a bride's maid because I got to wear a fru-fru dress (it was a good color and a good style).
5. When I think about heaven, sometimes I get sad. I wonder how it could be so wonderful if I didn't have Jim as my husband. Then I remind myself that heaven must be a wonderful place because of God's spirit that is there, and if Jim isn't part of that equation, then heaven must more wonderful than I can even begin to imagine.
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