Simple Life

I just finished reading an article about a writer who left her job as a professor to work at a grocery co op. She is much happier now. I understand this completely. After teaching in Missouri I worked at Fashion Bug. I loved Fashion Bug. At the end of the day, there was no stress or worry about what had happened that day selling clothes and accessories. I had no take home work of lesson plans or grading.

A few months later, I moved to Alabama. I noticed Bath and Body Works was hiring, so I applied. I was thrilled to work there. I loved the people, both co workers and customers. I kept working through a pregnancy and then worked a night or two a week for several years. I seemed ironic that most of my co workers were college students and I had already graduated from college.

Now I am a preschool teacher. My girls are in school full time, I could go back teaching full time. I don't really want to. I love my job. There can be very little respect from the masses to what I do. I don't make a lot of money. In the end, I know I love my students and their families. This is what is important to me. Although sometimes my ego wishes for more respect or acknowledgment, this life suits me.

Thrifty Family Finds

Striped Keds I wanted a few years ago

Wedge heeled suede peep toed shoes

Two pairs of awesome jeans

One cool green pair of cropped pants

Commodore Computer Monitor

A stuffed dog

My Little Pony House


These were our Thrift Store Finds for today.

Ideal

I dream of living somewhere where I can walk to shops, restaurants, friends' homes. I also dream of living close enough to friends or centrally located in town that they would just stop by for a few minutes.

random goal

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Croutons

I have made croutons with leftover bakery bread for years. Today I made some with half a loaf of my homemade bread. I cube the bread, put the bread on a baking sheet, drizzle with olive oil and sprinkle with salt and pepper generously. Bake at 350 degrees until they are toasted and browned, shaking the pan every now and then.

Results are crunchy, salty, peppery, deliciousness.

Marriage

Choosing who to marry is a big deal. It can direct the course of the rest of your life. I managed to get really lucky. I can't imagine or dream of a better husband. I have it made. I realize this more and more everyday.

Bonjour Mes Amis

Once upon a time many years ago, I spoke French. Well I spoke some French, I read a lot of French, and I had some French language skills. I kept my French reading up pretty well through college reading French magazines and newspapers. I love French films and have retained a decent amount of listening comprehension. Speaking the language in the past fifteen years?

I have lost any confidence I once had, so I have a new soundtrack to my daily commutes. Today on CD 1, I was happy to know I had not forgotten everything.