Sunday Social | #16

Sunday Social

What is something you have wanted to do but are afraid?

Setting my fears aside, I’d probably enroll in higher-ed courses and culinary school.

I am an uber-nerd when it comes to school, sitting in lecture halls, writing essays, and yes, reading. Call me weird (WEIRDO!!!) and insane (CRAZY PERSON!!!!) but I miss being a student. A dear friend is finishing her Doctorate and, while her coursework is way beyond me, the subject is still interesting. I think I have this “quirk” because I like listening to educated, knowledgable people. What I mean is this: when people talk about something they are passionate about, people listen. I like listening. I like to learn. (Which is probably a major contributing factor in my desire to read!!!)

As for culinary school, I’m more afraid of professors (instructors? chefs?) having the tyrant-attitude like Gordon Ramsey, rather than the tenderPaula Dean. If somebody yelled at me, or threw my food in the garbage, my heart and soul would be shattered. I’d never cook again.

Where do you see yourself in five (5) years?

Oh, I don’t know … I wasn’t sure I’d survive this weekend, but here I am!!!!!! {I’m hanging on by a thread.}

I’d like to have a career that is satisfying and rewarding. A few more pages in my passport stamped. I’m still *unsure* about the whole idea of becoming a parent. I have issues and questions that are not easily resolved or answered. It’s a tough world, do I really want to add a child (that’s singular, by the way) to the chaos? I hope I am a better person, wife, daughter, friend, and Christ-believer than I am today.

What are your hopes for your blog?

I hope people are still reading this gobbly-gook tomorrow, next week, next year, down the road. I never imagined it would become what it has or I’d make so many connections, but I’m enjoying this “hobby” of mine. At this moment, I don’t have any interest (or the knowledge) in trying to make money through my blog. Let’s face it, I don’t even know what monetize means. {sigh} I’d like to improve my creative writing and photography (back to the student in me) and attend a blog conference.

Do you see yourself staying in the town/city you currently reside?

For the sake of Husband’s sanity and happiness, I’m going to say yes. I would be a liar-liar-pants-on-fire if I said I didn’t want to go back to Kentucky, but here’s the reality: I’m happiest when others are happy. Husband is happy and, when he’s happy, I’m happy. Lucky for me, airplanes and automobiles were invented. I can live with this reality.

What is your morning routine?

Alarm goes off at 6:00am.
Roll over and snooze till 6:30am.
Get out of bed sometime between 6:35 and 6:55am.
Use the facilities.
Brush teeth.
Apply moisturizer and BB cream to the face. Top with powder or bronzer.
Apply deodorant to both armpits.
Change into school-appropriate clothes.
Check email, Facebook, and blog for messages and comments. Respond if necessary.
Add shoes to thy feet and a jacket or pullover.
Out the door by 7:30am.
Wave to Blue (he’s usually standing next to the gate)
Order a Route 44 sweet tea at Sonic around 7:35am.
Get to school around 7:50am.

Happy Sunday!!!!!!

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  1. Celeste Zachry September 23, 2012 at 11:36 am - Reply

    I’m still and will continue to read your words. Today, I’ve made it to the couch – that’s great progress for me!

    I’m so sad I missed all the festivities but I know you did a great job! Kudos for all you do! Now, focus on Haiti!!

    • Nicole September 24, 2012 at 8:00 am - Reply

      Oh my word, Celeste, I got home from “all the festivities”, took a shower (I was Sweaty Betty), and I sat down to begin tackling the rest of my to-do list when Husband said, “umm, yeah, the Internet is out again.” I lost it. Completely. Lost. It. I had a physical and emotional breakdown. I balled until my eyeballs hurt. I was beyond exhausted and I needed a cry session on the bathroom floor. Of course, Husband wasn’t too happy once he found me in my pitiful state, but that’s another story for another day. When you eventually receive your church newsletter, it is VERY LATE because of me. Totally my fault. My responsibility. Guilty as charged. {heavy sigh}

      P.S. I’m so glad to hear you’ve made it to the couch. I hope you feel better soon. Big hugs!!!!

      • Celeste Zachry September 24, 2012 at 8:10 am - Reply

        Chin up, Butter cup! It’s just AT&T once again! I guess let’s be happy for the neighbors who are getting new service?? I know this game of stealing your service is getting old, REAL quick, but I assure you, it won’t be the Zachrys complaining about a late (but nicely done) newsletter.

        Boundaries. Learn to say no to some things. Like me and small children. No. No. No. See? It’s easy. Hope your cry was cathartic.

        • Nicole September 24, 2012 at 12:21 pm - Reply

          I should have expected something to happen with our AT&T service because a crew has been at the corner of Main and CR913 since week before last putting in a new pipeline. I assure you, despite my “dependence” on electronic things, my emotional breakdown was *NOT* over Internet service. But that was certainly the final straw that opened the flood gates. Husband said he was putting a piece of duct tape over my mouth until I learned to say NO on my own. LOL Lord knows I need it. Miss you! Love you! Hope you feel better soon. =)

  2. lovelylici1986 September 24, 2012 at 7:19 am - Reply

    School is cool! I’d go back if I had the money! The instructors aren’t likely to get all Gordon Ramsey on your butt. He’s a special kind, that man. Lol.
    No breakfast in the mornings, Missy? Tsk, tsk. 🙂

    • Nicole September 24, 2012 at 8:03 am - Reply

      I got a “tsk tsk” from Lici……….HAHAHAHAHA
      Guilty, ma’am. =/

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