My name is Angie, I live in Massachusetts.
Why I Love To Teach
I started working at Shriver Job Corps in April of 2021. I teach office administration in the trade part of the school. Because of Covid-19 we are waiting on students to arrive at the center. I am so excited to get new students and begin the challenge of working with them.
Another Trip to Gloucester
As the holiday weekend approaches, my husband and I are looking forward to our journey to the summer home in Gloucester. We recently renovated the house, and between the new cabinets of dark midnight blue and slate grey, the new faux wood floors, open floor space, new yellow and egg shell paint; the house is almost brand new again. Gone is the drabness of the seventies chic. The old dark wooden cabinets, the drabness of the foam green and, baby blue paint all but a memory preserved in old photographs of the past. Luckily the orange shag rug had disappeared before I got there but there is evidence of that in the old photographs as well.
"It's Just A Perfect Day"
I keep thinking back to that song by Lou Reid "Perfect Day". And all the lovely things I do with my husband on a daily basis. Not "every" day is perfect, but a majority are definitely note worthy. We spend time together; real time. I think that is what is missing in this fast paced world. Time spent together where it means something. REAL time. Talking, reading, listening to music, or just being in the same place with the person or people you love.
Just Eat What You
Every time I hear someone talk about cutting out sugar from their diet or I'm not eating meat or I gave up eating this that and the other thing. I am doing a cleans, I am doing intermittent fasting. Well, it just makes me want to scream. Other than the time that I had to fast because I was unemployed, had no money, was only eating what I had in my pantry, and trying to keep it to once a day; I try to eat regularly three times a day.
How Our World Has Changed!
I remember my childhood. I spent most of it outside. We rode our bikes, played in the dirt. We had an old play house and if you got in before the bees came, it was fun to play in, however, not so much afterwards. We played kickball, wiffle ball, tennis, card games, dress-up, telephone, and we had a rock that we thought of as a stage and held shows. I went to camp, where we sang songs, created bad art, and learned how to cook. It was a magical time for us. The sky was the limit, and our imaginations could take us anywhere. We played outside when weather permitted and inside when it did not. We went sledding, skiing, skating, and snowshoeing in the winter. We stayed outside until it got dark, and in the winter that was around 4:00. In the summer we could spend all evening outside until 9:00 or so.
My Dog Buddy!
My dog Buddy is a rescue dog. We are not sure how old he is, or what his pedigree is, but he’s cute as a button. As near as we can figure he’s a Jack-A-Bee. That’s a cross between a Jack Russell Terrier and a Beagle (like Snoopy). He’s fuzzy like a Jack Russell, he has a very fuzzy snout with hair that sticks out everywhere and gets in his food or whatever he’s got his nose into. He also has very fuzzy feet; they almost look like clown feet. When I first saw him I could really see the Jack Russell in him. Now he looks more like a Beagle.
Good Thing Husbands Are Cute
When I was growing up I always wondered why my Mom would sometimes be aggravated with my Dad. I didn’t yet have a husband, so I didn’t know. There is no Owner's Manuel for husbands; and every husband, just like every person, is unique. Some more unique than others...
Fabulously Fit at Fifty!
If someone would have told me that at fifty I would be a size twelve and feel better than I have in years, I would have said you were nuts. However, I would not recommend this, but this is what worked for me. I had a sciatic nerve problem. What worked to get rid of some of the most egregious pain that I have ever felt was simple; I walked it away. Now you may say walked it away? How did you do that.