Day 27 of My Picture Project

A picture of me and a family member. Here I am with my sister, Wanda. Wanda moved from Lynchburg to Fredericksburg which I don't like! I wish she would come home!!!!!!!

Day 26 of My Picture Project

On day 26 I want to show you something that means a great deal to me; that would be my family. Here is a picture that was taken at my daughter's wedding in May 2010. Most of my family is here. There are a few that are missing but most are represented. In addition to my biological family. My church and work families are much loved as well. The Father has truly blessed me.

Day 25 of My Picture Project

Day 25 is a picture of my day. I am an Instructional Technology Resource Teacher. Most of the time I spend my day stuck in front of a computer. At night, I come home to work on school work. Again I am on the computer. When I am relaxing, I am probably on Facebook. Again, the computer. I think I may be part Borg.

Day 24 of My Picture Project

Day 24 is a picture of my favorite book. I could get all spiritual here and say that the Bible is my favorite. And I do like to read the Bible. However, I don't think God would mind me sharing the book I pick up whenever I need to just have a mindless read. That book would be Gone with the Wind. I have read this story a ga-jillion times but I never get tired of it. My mom named me after Scarlett's sister-in-law, Melanie, but I am not that sweet. I am much more of the Scarlett type: quick tempered, selfish, wanting to have things my way and doing anything I need in order to survive. However, like Scarlett, I am hard working, kind, and loyal to those that I love. Scarlett may not have been perfect but she wasn't all bad either.

Day 23 of My Picture Project

The post for Day 23 is about something I wish I could change. I wish I could change the fact that Pops is gone. I miss him terribly! I know that someday I will see him again but for now it still hurts.

Day 22 of My Picture Project

Day 22 has me identifying that thing I wish I were better at. I wish I were more patient but I know what will happen if I pray for this. To me patience and faith go together. It's my nature to worry when things take a while to sort through. I am putting my home on the market to sell soon and I know God is going to be trying to teach me patience through this process. I am sure the Father will have a challenge on His hands with this lesson.

Day 21 of My Picture Project

Day 21 is a picture of something I would like to forget. I have had many bad things happen to me in the course of my life time. I use to spend every waking moment living in regret which turned me into a bitter, angry person. I now refuse to dwell on those bad memories. In fact, believe it or not, those things have made me the person I am today. For example, when I was in high school I got so tired of what was going on at home I began searching for God so that I could give him a piece of my mind for putting me in the middle of such a mess. He didn't reveal Himself to me until my sophomore year of college but instead of the yelling match I thought I would be involved in, He saved me. Later when my sister told me she was leaving the area, I again fell apart. Again God stepped in to show me how much He cared and brought along side of me many friends for support. These are only two examples but there are many more. Every time I think my life is salvageable, God smiles and says, "Let me help." I have no pictures of bad memories to post. Thank you, Father.

Day 20 of My Picture Project

The other day I had to post a picture of something I would like to do before I die. I posted a picture of Jerusalem because I want to travel there some day. Today's requirement was to post a picture of somewhere I would like to travel to. Since I have already posted a picture of Jerusalem, I will share the other place I dream of going: Ireland. This is a picture of the Irish countryside. Isn't it beautiful?!? I would give my right arm to travel to a country with such an ancient history as Ireland. I want to kiss the blarney stone and visit the castles and manors. I want to eat in a small Irish pub and hear the music of County Clare. I plan to revel in being a tourist. The Lord will come back before I get to go to Ireland but it's always nice to dream. Maybe one day I will discover that I have a rich relative somewhere and I am the only one he can leave money to and I end up with a fortune. Of course, in my huge family. . . LOL!!!

Day 19 of My Picture Project

Today's photo is suppose to be a letter and a picture. Here is a letter that someone sent me the link to a while back. Enjoy! I often pull this up and read it. If you want to see the page where is was originally found, please visit here. I think this is so awesome!!!

My Child,

You may not know me,
but I know everything about you.
Psalm 139:1

I know when you sit down and when you rise up.
Psalm 139:2

I am familiar with all your ways.
Psalm 139:3

Even the very hairs on your head are numbered.
Matthew 10:29-31

For you were made in my image.
Genesis 1:27

In me you live and move and have your being.
Acts 17:28

For you are my offspring.
Acts 17:28

I knew you even before you were conceived.
Jeremiah 1:4-5

I chose you when I planned creation.
Ephesians 1:11-12

You were not a mistake,
for all your days are written in my book.
Psalm 139:15-16

I determined the exact time of your birth
and where you would live.
Acts 17:26

You are fearfully and wonderfully made.
Psalm 139:14

I knit you together in your mother's womb.
Psalm 139:13

And brought you forth on the day you were born.
Psalm 71:6

I have been misrepresented
by those who don't know me.
John 8:41-44

I am not distant and angry,
but am the complete expression of love.
1 John 4:16

And it is my desire to lavish my love on you.
1 John 3:1

Simply because you are my child
and I am your Father.
1 John 3:1

I offer you more than your earthly father ever could.
Matthew 7:11

For I am the perfect father.
Matthew 5:48

Every good gift that you receive comes from my hand.
James 1:17

For I am your provider and I meet all your needs.
Matthew 6:31-33

My plan for your future has always been filled with hope.
Jeremiah 29:11

Because I love you with an everlasting love.
Jeremiah 31:3

My thoughts toward you are countless
as the sand on the seashore.
Psalms 139:17-18

And I rejoice over you with singing.
Zephaniah 3:17

I will never stop doing good to you.
Jeremiah 32:40

For you are my treasured possession.
Exodus 19:5

I desire to establish you
with all my heart and all my soul.
Jeremiah 32:41

And I want to show you great and marvelous things.
Jeremiah 33:3

If you seek me with all your heart,
you will find me.
Deuteronomy 4:29

Delight in me and I will give you
the desires of your heart.
Psalm 37:4

For it is I who gave you those desires.
Philippians 2:13

I am able to do more for you
than you could possibly imagine.
Ephesians 3:20

For I am your greatest encourager.
2 Thessalonians 2:16-17

I am also the Father who comforts you
in all your troubles.
2 Corinthians 1:3-4

When you are brokenhearted,
I am close to you.
Psalm 34:18

As a shepherd carries a lamb,
I have carried you close to my heart.
Isaiah 40:11

One day I will wipe away
every tear from your eyes.
Revelation 21:3-4

And I'll take away all the pain
you have suffered on this earth.
Revelation 21:3-4

I am your Father, and I love you
even as I love my son, Jesus.
John 17:23

For in Jesus, my love for you is revealed.
John 17:26

He is the exact representation of my being.
Hebrews 1:3

He came to demonstrate that I am for you,
not against you.
Romans 8:31

And to tell you that I am not counting your sins.
2 Corinthians 5:18-19

Jesus died so that you and I could be reconciled.
2 Corinthians 5:18-19

His death was the ultimate expression
of my love for you.
1 John 4:10

I gave up everything I loved
that I might gain your love.
Romans 8:31-32

If you receive the gift of my son Jesus,
you receive me.
1 John 2:23

And nothing will ever separate you
from my love again.
Romans 8:38-39

Come home and I'll throw the biggest party
heaven has ever seen.
Luke 15:7

I have always been Father,
and will always be Father.
Ephesians 3:14-15

My question is…
Will you be my child?
John 1:12-13

I am waiting for you.
Luke 15:11-32

Love, Your Dad
Almighty God

Day 18 of My Picture Project

Today's post deals with my biggest insecurity which is the fear of failure. I fret. For those of you who are not from the south, fret means worry. I worry about many things. I fret over my daughter. She just got married last May and I know things are financially tight with newly weds' all the time. I am in constant prayer that she and her husband will make the right decisions. I fret over my son. He is so much like me and pushes himself constantly to do the perfect job. (Except for keeping the house clean!). He has very high goals for himself. I pray all the time that the Father will allow him to be successful without becoming addicted to success. I stress over my decision to return to school for yet another degree. I am working on my doctorate. This decision has put us in debt more than we already are. I ask prayer always that the Lord will allow me to bring Him honor and glory with this move. He did indicate that this was something He wanted me to do. We are selling our home (and my mother-in-law's), purchasing a new one, and moving her in with us. I stress over this and pray that the Lord will make it all work out. Most of all, I stress over our debt. I hate owing money and it always seems that finances are tight. I pray that God will continue to take care of us. My biggest insecurity is being insecure. However, I know what to do with this. I fret, I pray.

Day 17 of My Picture Project

Today's post is suppose to show something that has had a huge impact on my life recently, well, I am showing you the picture of my Mother-in-law's walker. Why is a walker that belongs to my Mother-in-law impacting me? Due to her deteriorating health, my husband and I are moving my mother-in-law in with us. Over Christmas we realized how slowly she really was moving and we decided that she should come live with us. Of course, our home is not suitable for Mom as we live in a split foyer and anywhere you go in my home, you will have to maneuver steps. Mom's home is not large enough for us because she only has two bedrooms and my son still lives at home and will live at home for at least another two years. This means that the only thing we can do is sell both Mom's home and ours. Then we will all move in together. What I am discovering is that God seems to want this to happen as well. When we started thinking about this possibility, it seemed impossible. Now things are moving in ways I never dreamed were possible. Mom's walker has opened up doors that I never knew were there!

Day 16 of My Picture Project

Day 16 is all about someone who inspires me. I love the story of Corrie Ten Boom! I can't count how many times I have read the book, The Hiding Place. In May 192 the Ten Boom family took in their first Jewish person for hiding. Corrie's father, Casper, believed Jews were indeed "the chosen," and told the woman, "In this household, God's people are always welcome." Because of the help Corrie and her family gave God's Chosen people, they were arrested and all sent to the concentration camps. Corrie was the only one in her family that survived. One of the most inspirational parts of Corrie's life is the story about a former SS guard at the Ravensbrück women’s concentration camp who asked Corrie ten Boom to forgive him for his crime of being a camp guard. This guard had been one of the most hateful and one that she believed was directly responsible for the death of her sister, Betsie. Corrie hesitated, in the book she describes the anger she felt toward this man, but then, with God's help, she held out her hand and forgave him.

Day 15 of My Picture Project

Day 15 was suppose to be a picture of something I want to do before I die. I want to see Jerusalem. I want to go to the Holy Land and see the places my Savior walked. The year before my father-in-law died, the church sponsored a trip to Israel. I tried to talk my husband into going but he refused because of his fear of the fighting over there. My father-in-law attempted to convince my mother-in-law to go but she too refused on the same grounds: fear of the war. Pops then asked me to go with him. I SO wish I had said yes but I didn't. I did not want to go without my husband. I believed at the time that given a year, I may convince Mark to go. Pops died that next year. My father-in-law is already in the New Jerusalem and is waiting on the rest of us. I know I will see Israel when the Lord calls us home but still . .. I do wish I could go now.

Day 14 of My Picture Project

Today's post shows a picture of someone I could never imagine living without. That would be my wonderful husband, Mark. Mark and I met at Liberty Baptist College, now known as Liberty University. I met him first semester of my sophomore year. At that time he was interested in girl from my dorm. The girl he was dating had two other roommates with which I was friends, Pam and Carrie. In fact, Pam and I had a contest among ourselves to see which of us could date and dump the most guys. I asked Carrie to introduce me to Mark and she refused because Mark was a "nice guy." Of course, since he was seeing Carrie's roommate, we finally met anyway. The second semester of my sophomore year, I got saved. I ran into Mark on the day I accepted Christ and he told me that what I needed to do now was get into reading my Bible; he started meeting with me for prayer and devotions to help me get started reading. One thing led to another and we have been married for over 25 years. It hasn't always been easy but I couldn't imagine doing life with anyone other than Mark.

Day 13 of My Picture Project

I have such a wide range of music tastes that it is hard for me to pick a picture of my favorite band or artist. Currently if I am in the mood for Christian music I choose Mandisa, Matthew West, and Sidewalk Prophets, Tenth Avenue North and Toby Mac. I also like Celine Dion, Gloria Estevan, Sara Evans, Dolly Parton and Shania Twain. And I absolutely LOVE bluegrass and Southern gospel no matter who sings it!!!!! My husband says my tastes in music are very eclectic. He hates riding in the car with me if I have my IPod plugged in. You may hear a very pretty worship song and then the very next song may be a rap (I don't listen to the rap music with the nasty lyrics.). I am a child of the seventies so there is a ton on disco on my IPod as well as many of today's Gospel Pop songs. The beatles, the Commodores, the Monkeys. . . What can I say? I love music!!! Growing up, however, there was one group that I did like above all the others: the Osmonds! And yes, you will still find their songs on my music player.

Day 12 of My Picture Project

Something I love? There are many things I love. I love my husband. I love my children. I love my family. I love my church, Sunday School, and Freedom Ministry families as well. I love being an educator. However, I don't think I could ever be happy living outside of Virginia because I love my mountains. When my husband and I were first married we moved to Florida. I hated it there! Everything seemed very fast paced and people seemed rude. But most of all, I hated the very physical environment. I didn't like the sand, the bugs, or the 'gators and snakes. And it was flat. Flat. Flat. We lived in Florida for about a year and a half and I made my husband move back home. I so very much missed my mountains. If I could, I would build me a log cabin right on top of this beautiful Virginian mountain top. To me, that would be perfect! I love being around people, but I want a place of solitude as well.

Day 11 of My Picture Project

Today's post is suppose to be something I hate. Although naming a hated thing is easy, writing about this one is not. That's because I have been guilty of doing the very thing which I hate.

I can't stand to see anyone, especially a child being abused. My picture here shows an adult yelling at a child. Most of the time the abuser is a parent or guardian who never feels that what they are doing is wrong. Every child will misbehave at some time. That is a guarantee. However, discipline should NEVER be done when you are angry. Telling a child that they are "the worst ever seen", or "you have never in your life. . .", are phrases that are painful to children. Spankings and beatings are two different things. When you grab objects such as fly swatters, belts, or switches and leave marks that last for more than a couple of minutes, you are abusing your child. I am a child who grew up with an angry parent. This parent, to this day, refuses to believe that abuse ever occurred and I doubt strongly that I will ever hear the words, "I am sorry." Denial does not negate reality but forgiveness on my part has come.

Sad thing, as stated before, I did end up repeating the cycle with my own children. I have apologized (repeatedly) to my kids and even though both acknowledge the abuse if asked about it, both have forgiven me too. It takes help to stop a detrimental behavior; I had to ask for help for the rage-aholic that defined who I was. We parent like we were parented.

My help came by way of the two people mentioned in day nine of my project. They convinced me to seek counseling and the counselor was the most compassionate but honest man of God I have ever met. After six months of counseling, I worked in a recovery group for about 4 years. Today I am blessed and honored to be allowed to co-facilitate this same group. I am thankful that I can give back some of the comfort that was given to me. The recovery group is part of TRBC's Freedom Ministries. Through Freedom, I have learned that there is a lie we learn to believe in during our childhood years. This lie is that our self worth is equal to our performance plus other's opinions (sw=op + oo). The truth is that we are completely loved, fully forgiven, and totally accepted by the Father. Our self worth is whatever God says we are worth. And we are worth so much that He sent His son to die for us.

The thing I like about this picture is the little girl. The more I reflect on this child, the more she appears to have what it takes to survive what she is being put through. My prayer is that she doesn't merely survive. I pray that she finds recovery and that some one is there to show her how beautiful and important she is to the Father that created her to have a relationship with Him.

This video from You Tube is a song by Matthew West called Broken Girl. Although it speaks about sexual abuse, it can be applied to any type of abuse, sexual, physical, verbal, or emotional. You don't have to stay broken!

Day 10 of My Picture Project

This post was suppose to be done yesterday but I have put off this post because I really don't know what to say. I am suppose to share with you the picture of the person with whom I have done the most screwed up things. The fact of the matter, I don't need anyone to get me in trouble. I do well enough on my own. So the person with whom I have done the most screwed up things would be me, myself. I am very opinionated. I can be fiery, passionate, and determined when I want something or think I am right. I don't go looking for trouble but if it finds me, I am not someone who will back down from confronting it. My goal in life has always been to be more reflective and thoughtful and patient. One of these days, maybe that will define me but until then, I will continue to try and get a hold on that one person who is my downfall. Cross your fingers that I can be successful!

Day Nine of My Picture Project

On Day Nine, which would have been yesterday-not today, I was suppose to post a picture of the person that got me through the most. I have two people. In 1999, my sister told me that she was moving to Fredericksburg. She also told me that I would have to take on a responsibility here that would mean caring for someone that had hurt me tremendously. I couldn't handle the news! I fell apart. Cindy Phillips and Debbie Thurman both saw how upset I was.

Cindy was the wife of my Sunday School teacher and had herself been a victim of abuse. She often spoke of forgiving her abuser, something which I could not fathom, especially since my abuser doesn't think any wrong has ever been committed. In fact, Cindy told me that when I confided to her something in my demeanor frightened her. In high school I often contemplated suicide and in college attempted it twice. At the time I spoke to Cindy the thought of killing myself had not popped up again, but I am sure it would not have taken long to do so.

Debbie was a published author of a book on depression. Since she was in Sunday School with me, I asked if I could read her book. I was hoping it would help me understand the person with whom I didn't get along with. Instead, it seemed to be about me. Debbie asked me after I read the book, what my thoughts were. I sent her an email. I intended to use the email as a catharsis; I put every horrible thought about the person that hurt me in that email. I intended to delete the message after writing and send out a proper "it-was-very-interesting-good-job" email. Somehow, instead of hitting delete, I hit send and Debbie got a message in which I puked up every emotion associated with my abuser. It didn't take long for Debbie to call me.

Cindy and Debbie both convinced me to seek counseling and after six months of this, I graduated to a support group in Freedom Ministries. My abuse had made me a bitter rage-aholic. With the push from two dear friends, I was shown how much my Savior loves me.

Day Eight of My Picture Project

On day eight, I am to share a picture that makes me laugh. This would be it! I have a friend that is an excellent photographer and can do some fabulous things with a camera and the right editing software. I have tried to convince him that he needs to do photography for a living. In the past I have I sent him some things that I played around with as I like to play with photo editing software myself. Well, Steve retaliated and sent me two pictures. This was one. Of course, after looking at it for a while, I don't see where it is so funny. This is what I look like every Monday.

Freedom to Worship!

Recently a friend of mine and I were talking about the act of lifting your hands up in praise. I tried to explain that even though I often feel led to be more animated in my praise and worship of my Savior and my Healer, that I feel restrained. I don't want to make a spectacle of myself or be showy. She told me she was going to pray that I overcome this. Here is my gift to my friend. It is a song done by Mandisa, one of my favorite artists. This is also one of my her songs favorite songs! I am not sure, Paulette, that I will ever be as free as you are hoping but we'll see. . .

Day Seven of My Picture Project

Today I get to share the item that I value the most. There are many things that are special to me. My friend, who started me on this project, posted a picture of her wedding bands. Of course, mine are special to me as well. I have a Bible cover that came from Pops and a "teacher's pin" that he insisted I should have. I have several things that my children made for me over the years, and like any mother would, I treasure those items. However, the one item that I dearly love is the locket that my aunt gave me several years ago. It had belonged to my Grandma Creasy. I had just found out some very disturbing news that turned my world upside down. I am not really sure that anyone really understands how the news deeply affected me. Even to this day the news I was confronted with still disturbs me and leaves me with many questions about my value within my family of origin. I called my cousin, Todd, to share the news with him. He wasn't supposed to tell anyone, but he called his mother anyway. My aunt then brought me this locket which had belonged to Grandma. Inside the locket there are two pictures, one of me and one of Todd. My aunt's gift and her reminder of how much Grandma Creasy loved all of us means a great deal to me. Ever since the day I was given this locket, I have kept it safely tucked away in my curio cabinet. When I need a pick-me-up during an upsetting time, I go get the locket and hold it tightly in one hand while I read my Bible. I am not sure if what I treasure the most is not the locket that belonged to Grandma but rather the memory of Grandma's love or the concern of my cousin and aunt for my welfare. Or probably, all of the above.

Day Six of My Picture Project

Today, I am supposed to share a person with whom I would like to trade places. I would like to have been Mary, the sister of Martha. I would have loved to have sat at the feet of Jesus while he was teaching.

Day Five of My Picture Project

One of my favorite memories was May 6, 1985. On this day Mark and I graduated from Liberty Baptist College. The day of our graduation was the door that opened to a new world for me. Shortly after graduating one of my dearest friends, Shawna was getting married. I was one of her attendants. Weeks later, I would be married on July 21. After Mark and I married we moved to Florida for about a year and a half. This "hick chick" couldn't stand the big city though and forced my hubby to bring me home. But on the day this picture was taken all I knew was that I had accomplished something amazing, and that my wedding was coming up and that I was leaving Lynchburg, VA to move clear across the world. Well, Florida was clear across the world to me.

Day Four of My Picture Project

On day four of my picture project I am asked to show a picture of my night. It should come as no surprise that I spend a great deal of time on my computer at home. I am in a degree program through Virginia Tech earning my doctorate in instructional technology. Here you see me on VT's Scholar site checking my assignments. If I am not online working on homework I am probably playing on Facebook or with a photo editing software. I love taking pictures and just playing around with them and the editing software to see what I can do. I have a friend who is an amazing photographer and feels he is not. I am just the opposite. I am not an amazing photographer but like to pretend I really am. By the way, I hate this picture! At least you can't see my face. . .

Day Three of My Picture Project

"My name is Victoria Winters... my journey is just beginning..."

These are the words that opened up the show Dark Shadows in 1966. Although in 1966, I was too young to know what was going on, I began watching in 1967 when they added the most famous character of all, Barnabas Collins. Although, I will admit that I loved each of the characters, there are some that stand out in my mind. I remember thinking that Joan Bennett was absolutely amazing. In the early episodes, David's father was not a very loving man and was always threatening to get rid of David. He, of all the characters, to this day is my least favorite; maybe for his mistreatment of David. David's Aunt Elizabeth, played by Joan Bennett, swept in to save David from his father, time and time again. I thought Vicky Winters was beautiful! I loved her dark hair and the fact that she seemed to be the star. Everyone I knew had blonde or red hair and dark haired people, to my child's way of thinking, weren't very important. Vicky Winters was the exception. Johnathan Frid, as Barnabas was my hero!!! No matter how evil his intent seemed to be, I rooted him on. I knew that deep down in his heart, he had to be a good guy. He didn't want to be bad, it just seemed to work out that way. It wasn't his fault and no one, I believed, except me could understand that. I also understood Angelique. I thought she was beautiful. I remember my babysitter standing by me one day and commenting on how ugly Angelique's teeth were. Since I also have ugly teeth, I felt a bond with her. I tried to hold my mouth in the same way Angelique did but all I got was my mom asking me what I was doing. Oh well, so much for attempting beauty.

Recently, a friend on Facebook told me that Dark Shadows was going to be remade by Tim Burton with Johnny Depp as Barnabas. I will watch but I am truly hoping that Tim doesn't mess up the original show. Burton has a way of making everything dark and sinister and I have never been a fan of Depp. No matter what they do to the story I will always feel that Barnabas was not a bad guy, he was just misunderstood.

Day Two of My Picture Project

On day two of my picture project I am supposed to post a picture of the person with whom I have been the closet to longest. That is a no brainer! It has to be my sister, Wanda. My sister is two years younger than I am and is probably my best friend! She was my maid of honor in my wedding and was the very first person to know when I got pregnant with my first child. In fact, she knew before I told my husband. The day I found out that I was expecting, I was on the campus of Liberty University. That was where my doctor was located. My sister worked at Sears in the mall. I left campus and went straight to the mall. When I told her that I was pregnant, she asked me what Mark thought. I said I didn't know. I hadn't told him yet. Over the years she has been my personal shopper, my baby sitter, my daughter's Girl Scout leader, as well as my confidant. We have shared lots of secrets over the years. When my sister told me in 2000 that she was leaving Lynchburg to move to Fredericksburg because of her husband's job, I came close to having a nervous breakdown. She asked me to be responsible for something for something for which I wanted nothing to do with. This spurred me to seek out counseling and when I did so, Wanda was the only person in the family that seemed to understand and support me. My biggest wish is that Lynchburg would grow to a point where it would attract jobs that my brother-in-law would be interested in. That way, my sister could come back home.

Day One of My Picture Project

Today, according to the directions, I am supposed to list 10 facts about myself. I am not a very interesting person but here goes:
1. I am a born-again Christian. I was saved at Liberty Baptist College on January 22, 1983. This is also the anniversary of Roe vs. Wade. This anniverary has a special meaning for me.
2. I am married to a wonderful man, Mark Lewis. We have been married for 25 years!
3. I have two children. SaraBeth, my daughter, was married during 2010. Michael, my son, was Lodge Chief of the Tutelo Lodge during this past year. I am very proud of my children!
4. I am an educator. I love being a teacher! For the past 5 years I have worked as an Instructional Technology Resource Teacher. This means I work with teachers which I love. But I will admit that I miss working with the students.
5. I am a perpetual student. I recently completed my masters in educational leadership and administration and am currently working on my doctorate in instructional technology.
6. I am an avid researcher of my family genealogy! I got into this to solve a personal question I had but once I got bitten by the bug, I was hooked! I love not only finding out the names of my ancestors, but I like to know what their personalities were like, and how the time in history in which they lived affected them.
7. I am a computer geek. I never thought I would be because when my younger brother first introduced me to his Tandy, way back in the dark ages, I was un-impressed. It's been a process but I am now a fully qualified geeky nerd.
8. I hate cooking! My husband does most of the meals in our home. I am very lucky that he enjoys this.
9. I love photography! I would be very happy if I had nothing more to do than get into my car and drive around taking pictures. I like bringing them back and playing with photo editing software.
10. I collect teddy bears, cats meow pieces, and candles. I told you I was pretty boring!