These were snapped over the course of the last few years. This outhouse is in Price Cemetery in the Hico community in West Tennessee. I have no idea how long it's been there but I actually remember using it as a small child when we went to cemetery day.
Saturday, February 25, 2012
Saturday, February 18, 2012
Doubt
I have to admit, I love checking my email. Yes, I play on facebook a little bit and I blog here, but I love getting email.
Especially this week.
We are pleased to inform you that you have been admitted to our Master of Science in Social Work.
I thought I would probably get in, but I wasn't sure. There was a lot of self-doubt. Doubt about being able to raise a family, work, and go to school. Doubts about taking on more student loan debt, doubts about my own abilities at grad school level, doubts about missing more time with my children...
There will always be doubt.
But this is something I need to do for me. The quantity of paper work, even after being accepted, is unbelievable.
That being said, it's time I believe in myself.
“Our doubts are traitors, and make us lose the good we oft might win, by fearing to attempt.”
― William Shakespeare
Especially this week.
We are pleased to inform you that you have been admitted to our Master of Science in Social Work.
I thought I would probably get in, but I wasn't sure. There was a lot of self-doubt. Doubt about being able to raise a family, work, and go to school. Doubts about taking on more student loan debt, doubts about my own abilities at grad school level, doubts about missing more time with my children...
There will always be doubt.
But this is something I need to do for me. The quantity of paper work, even after being accepted, is unbelievable.
That being said, it's time I believe in myself.
“Our doubts are traitors, and make us lose the good we oft might win, by fearing to attempt.”
― William Shakespeare
Friday, February 10, 2012
Is it spring? Brrrrrr
We've had gale force winds, tornadoes, and temperatures hovering around 60 degrees. Now Mother Nature decides it's winter. It's spit snow, tiny dry little flakes today and it's damp and windy and cold. There are even daffodils coming up in my yard and they are blooming in my neighbor's!
I apologize for not posting more, but now that I'm a big girl and have a big girl job, I really just cannot find the time to do a lot of things I used to enjoy. I'm afraid my gardening and canning will be reduced dramatically this summer.
The flu bug has hit hubby. Between trips to the bathroom he has body aches and chills. I am so glad that the kids and I had our flu shots, I just hope it works!
As soon as littlest squirt got home, he and I went to get our taxes started then went to get groceries. I think it's been between 3-4 weeks since I did a big grocery visit. Holy cow! Gas here is $3.34 a gallon and a gallon of milk is even more than that! I'm so glad I have a job now to help make ends meet. I should know in 3-4 weeks if I have been accepted to grad school. Even if I'm accepted, I am still on the fence. It is scary to be ...ahem... my age and already be up to my elbows in school loans and doubling that with a masters.
I apologize for not posting more, but now that I'm a big girl and have a big girl job, I really just cannot find the time to do a lot of things I used to enjoy. I'm afraid my gardening and canning will be reduced dramatically this summer.
The flu bug has hit hubby. Between trips to the bathroom he has body aches and chills. I am so glad that the kids and I had our flu shots, I just hope it works!
As soon as littlest squirt got home, he and I went to get our taxes started then went to get groceries. I think it's been between 3-4 weeks since I did a big grocery visit. Holy cow! Gas here is $3.34 a gallon and a gallon of milk is even more than that! I'm so glad I have a job now to help make ends meet. I should know in 3-4 weeks if I have been accepted to grad school. Even if I'm accepted, I am still on the fence. It is scary to be ...ahem... my age and already be up to my elbows in school loans and doubling that with a masters.
Dreams are renewable. No matter what our age or condition, there are still untapped possibilities within us and new beauty waiting to be born.
Dale E. Turner
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