SYTYCD

I'm going to learn this dance today in my spare time. 

England: Kirkby Lonsdale

Warning: The next couple of days Im about to get really annoying with England posts

Now that I am back with a computer and regular internet access that doesnt cost me £1 per 30 minutes I can update you with my two weeks in the land that I love.  These are going to be sparatic and all over the place so just ignore them if that frustrates you or if you just dont care about my obsession. I will try to understand :)

Ster-fry and I met up with my teacher friend, Nicola, for two days in Northern England. We wanted a relaxing day, the complete opposite from the hustle and bustle of London. She took us to the perfectly fabulous and quaint village of Kirkby Lonsdale. While we shopped I practiced my British accent. Nicola thinks I sound more Australian than English but I didnt take offense and continued to repeat everything she said anyway. 

This was the rainiest day of all of them and it wasnt even that bad. I love walks in the English countryside :)

We found bah bahs!

Mary Poppins Birds

So I have RSP. I think we all have a little bit of RSP in us...but I have it bad. For those of you who are unfamiliar with RSP. Wonder no more. I have a bad case of "repetitive song playing". 

When I like a song I am known to play it over. and over. and over. until I find a new song that I fancy. 

Sometimes it can be whole albums. And in this case it is. I know I have blogged about Nathan Angelo before, but I am just stuck on him right now. I love this singer/songwriter. I think its because he plays the keys. mmmmm. you know how i love my keyboardists? keyboarders? keyboardi?

Those of you with RSP will understand and appreciate my song of choice and why I have chosen to play it  over. and over. and over.

"Mary Poppins Birds"

I tried to find a good video on youtube but found it unsuccessful so you will have to download him on itunes to get the best version. But I'll put up a mediocre but still outstanding version of the song here. Just imagine how good it is on itunes. 

lksdjfjsdfjsljf

(thats code for la beast excitement)

"Responsible"

I hate being responsible sometimes. Most of the time I'm not. My horrid memory and immaturity make it impossible for me to exhibit such qualities. But there are a few instances when my responsibility dominates my decisions. It comes in out of no where. no warning. no invitation. Like my decision  NOT to go to France with la rockstar and his band. What was I thinking? Was this a responsible choice, la beast? NO just a plain stupid one!

A week on the beach. Play all day, rock out all night. Who wouldn't want to be a groupie for a week? Those of you who answered "not me" are clearly the responsible ones.

So now I'm here in Texas (not France), with the rain, and all the bugs that found a new home in my home while I was gone, scrubbing the bathroom and getting texts from la rockstar like "im laying on the beach, wish you were here"

.............

alright la rockstar. hold on just a minute while I...double over in pain from the electronic stab you just sent me! stupid text. a nice text, but an annoyingly painful one.

Today I sit reflecting on the word "responsible". Was it responsible for me to get on that plane back to the states? Due to money, time, safety,...blah blah blah. Or would it also have been a responsible decision to get on a plane from England to France? To experience life, other cultures...you know worldly things?

You don't have to say. I already know. 

x

la beast

IM BAAAAACK! psych!

Hello Lovelies. I'm back state side!

Im not too thrilled to be back considering I was darting around the little island I love most, living the dream for 2 weeks. As they say money doesnt grow on trees so I'm back until I can afford my next trip across the pond.

What an expensive hobby I have.

:)

I thought i'd humor you with a little Q &A of the frequently asked questions upon my arrival.

What was your favorite part of the trip?

Its hard for me to pick just one because I felt like I was living a dream the entire time. Everything was fascinating. Everything was beautiful, the weather was perfect and I was surrounded by British accents. It was Christmas morning for 14 days.  But if I had to choose it would be meeting up with my students, hands down. Getting to squeeze their little cheeks again and hug their faces just made my day entire year. They are so energizing and are a refreshing reminder of why I do what I do.

What was your least favorite part of the trip?

Coordinating everything. I am so laid back and not into plans so when it came to deciding where to eat lunch it was a 10 minute ordeal.

and the BIG question

how was....la rockstar?

Well lets talk about that one. La rockstar....is busy being a rockstar. and when i say busy i mean...too busy. (he already gave me permission to publicly out him for his stupidity) But he has good reason so I forgave him and so should you! He's also just as sad about it as you are and begged for forgiveness and promised to make it up next time.

I was home 36 hours before I was back in the airport. Im addicted to them I think. A heathly addiction but an costly one. Now I'm in Illinois with the fam.

Today my cousin and I took the converti to Tanner Orchard, a haven for everything apple. The apple donuts are scrumptious and the apple cider was delicious.

But the best trick of the trade was the APPLE CIDER SLUSHIE!

Ummmm, Yes please!

We are just having so much fun with uninterrupted girl time. My cousin is one of my favorite people on this planet and I never get to see her! Stupid husbands getting in the way (not mine, but hers) . Just kidding her and her husband are adorable check out their blog.

I hope your summer is filled with fun adventures.

Until next time (or until I get my England pictures uploaded)

-x-

la beast

bored

I am so bored with my blog. Because I want to write. But its hard to write when I know you people are reading it. Maybe ill just start an anonymous blog. If you find it....You win. (and dont tell a soul) until then Ill just continue to update this one with pointless, safe, picture posts and talk of Frank from the Bachelorette.


Speaking of Frank. If I could draw up a man that I would be attracted to...it would probably look something like Frank. Its the glasses that get me.

i love my life. i just love it

Yesterday was my favorite day so far. I got to see my students I taught in England back in 08. I arranged to meet at a Pizza Place in town and anyone who could come was invited. Not sure about how many would turn up I was still excited to see my little lovelies. I was walking in the town centre and I hear little voices shout from across the street "Ms TERRY!!!!!!" I turn to look and a herd of 13 year olds are bolting my way!

I was brought to tears I was so excited/happy/overwhelmed that 15 or so of my former students would take time off in their summer holiday and some even take a train from the town over to see me!! Oh my goodness I couldnt stop smiling...still cant. I am the luckiest teacher to have such loving wonderful students. I am so happy. OH I am so so so so soo HAPPY!!! despite our tearful goodbyes. I am so. happy.

(lets play a game...its called...find ms terry)

some of the boys snuck off when we were trying to take the picture which makes me a bit sad

and I was even more excited to see my co teacher Nicola. She let me barge in and take over her classroom and we got on so well. She is so fantastic and her and her handsome husband are so adorable its ridiculous.

Afterward Nicky took Ster-fry and I up to Windemere, where I lived abroad, and we got to show her the school....my ridiculous cottage and of course the lake!

I question why I left such a beautiful place

Ster-fry and I are LOVING our time up north. The city is great fun but up north is where its at. :) Relaxing and beautiful