We have had some amazing weather. Today, 60+ degrees. The kids were out of school for Thanksgiving, everyone had a friend over and they were outside for the most part. I love Colorado!!
Here is another love in my life here... my tree. I took her picture yesterday from a different view.
So here she is from the South side...
Doesn't she look good?
Ok, I started this post on time, November 21st - my tree photo date is the 20th (or so) each month. I went to post pictures and no space is available. After 2 years I've maxed my photo space. I've looked into various ways to fix this and haven't found the right one yet. Until then, this will be a photo-free blog. Maybe my tree photo will include snow for this month if I can get more space!
Wednesday, December 12, 2012
Saturday, December 1, 2012
English Majors
I'll spare you the gory details (yes, some were gory because my heart was squashed), but I was an English major by default. When I started college I wanted to be a high school English teacher. After the squashing of my heart (details I promised to spare) I decided to stick with ye old English degree and just get 'er done.
What does one do with an English major and not teach? I guess it is right up there were the ol' psychology degree. The generalness (my own word) of those degrees causes people to scratch their head and say, "So, what do you plan to do with that?" Actually, I knew all along I'd be a mom and would have stayed home regardless of the degree. And that is exactly what I'm doing.
I just finished a book called Second Time Around. Here is a peek at the back-of-the-book synopsis: "Every summer, a group of former English majors holds a mini-reunion. They laugh, reminisce, and commiserate about their soul-sucking jobs. Maybe they should have listened to everyone who warned them to study something 'practicial'." Hmmmm...... One of the friends passes away and leaves them each with an inheritance "with the stipulation that they use it to jump-start their new careers." What made me chuckle was what they each turned around and did. One started a B&B (wanted to do that), one a pastry chef (yep, that too - minus the pastry), an event planner (did that, do that, would love to be paid to do it again), and a novelist (still a dream). What does this say about English majors?
I'm not really sure what it says or what my point is. But I loved the last line of the book:
What does one do with an English major and not teach? I guess it is right up there were the ol' psychology degree. The generalness (my own word) of those degrees causes people to scratch their head and say, "So, what do you plan to do with that?" Actually, I knew all along I'd be a mom and would have stayed home regardless of the degree. And that is exactly what I'm doing.
I just finished a book called Second Time Around. Here is a peek at the back-of-the-book synopsis: "Every summer, a group of former English majors holds a mini-reunion. They laugh, reminisce, and commiserate about their soul-sucking jobs. Maybe they should have listened to everyone who warned them to study something 'practicial'." Hmmmm...... One of the friends passes away and leaves them each with an inheritance "with the stipulation that they use it to jump-start their new careers." What made me chuckle was what they each turned around and did. One started a B&B (wanted to do that), one a pastry chef (yep, that too - minus the pastry), an event planner (did that, do that, would love to be paid to do it again), and a novelist (still a dream). What does this say about English majors?
I'm not really sure what it says or what my point is. But I loved the last line of the book:
To the English majors. We may not always be practical,
but we have infinite potential.
This really applies to all of us. We have infinite potential and when we're following our dreams, we don't always have to be practical. Do we?
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