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Summery Hodgepodge

Last week, life happened, Chicky got violently ill, and I just did not have the energy to do the Hodgepodge.  But, I’m back!  Thanks, as always, to Joyce for hosting this fun meme.  Play along by posting your own answers on your blog and then linking back up at Joyce’s!

1.  Summer’s here-whoohoo!  What’s your favorite sight, aound, AND smell associated with summer?

Sight – Clear blue skies over the Gulf of Mexico at the world’s loveliest beaches!

This last picture was taken last summer at the beach when Chris Tomlin came and gave a free concert.  My area was hit hard by the oil spill, so BP paid the local tourism council a bunch of money, which the council used to bring in some popular Christian singers.  We had three days of amazing music and worship…with the most beautiful backdrop ever.  I blogged about my experiences here, here, and here.

Sound – Actually, I love the absence of the sound of my alarm clock as I sleep in during the summer…one of the advantages of being a teacher!

Smell – I love to smell barbecues grilling during the early evening hours as I drive through my neighborhood.

2.  Fireflies or lightning bugs…what are they called in your neck of the woods?

Honestly, I have no idea!  I might be more inclined to guess firefly because there is a local restaurant (I think) named Firefly.

3.  What is something from the past week that reminded you of your childhood?

About a week ago, my bloggy friend, Dustina, posted a picture on Facebook.  The picture was of the “tent” that her daughter and a friend had made inside the house.  The tent was made of blankets that had been arranged on top of furniture pieces and by other means.  This reminded me of the summers my sister and I spent in our rooms, sleeping under similar tents.  In fact, I shared the picture with my sister.  She reminded me that we had a tin of crayons that we used to use to hold down the tent, and the tin frequently fell down. knocking us on the head.  Still, there was something magical about being under that tent and sharing the dreams of childhood with my best friend…my sister.

4.  Define “the good life.”

Hmmm…tough question, Joyce!  What is the good life?  I think the good life is simply reaching a point in your life when you are content with what you have and who you are.

5.  Tell us what we’d see if we took a snapshot of your desk/work space.

Ever since I began my teaching certification classes in January, I have had two work spaces.

The dining room table (please take note of the Christmas tablecloth, which I will remove in two weeks and never, ever look at again)…

And my couch…

I will be finished with my classes next Friday.  I cannot wait to be able to sit down at a de-cluttered table and couch!

6.  Peaches or watermelon…yes, you have to choose.

Currently, my preference is watermelon.  But, in the days before I was lactose intolerant, there was nothing better than fresh, summer peaches sprinkled with a healthy dose of sugar, immersed in light whipping cream.  Oh.  My.  Word.

7.  Ever been skinny dippin’? 

Nope.  Never have and never will.

8.  My Random Thought

I think this season’s Bachelorette is…um…not too bright, as far as relationships go.

Is anyone else watching?  First of all, I did not care for her last season.  She’s very work-oriented, which is fine, but she does not strike me as someone who is ready for a relationship.  She is self-destructing in front of the audience’s very eyes…sending guys away who shouldn’t go and staying hung up on Bentley…GAG.  Even my 19 year-old daughter is frustrated with her actions.  I feel badly for Ashley.  She lacks self-confidence.  She needed to have it before going on the show, allowing the guys to roast her, and then making them “fight” on Monday night’s show.  Gag.  I need to turn off the TV on Monday nights, but it’s like I’m watching a train wreck…I cannot turn away.