Writer. Wonderer. Lover. Teacher. Student. Reader. Wanderer. Searcher. Photographer.
Those are the big headings.
The smaller details are that I’ve been here and there and a few places in between, never quite imagining that I would wind up where I find myself. I first came to Mississippi in the summer of 2001 to work on a Master’s degree and kept coming in the summers to work on a PhD (I know – who comes to MS in the summer? & to the state ranked 50th in education for higher education? Me. Apparently) before moving here full time in 2004.
Mississippi’s native son William Faulkner allegedly said that in order to understand the world, you have to first understand a place like Mississippi. After 13 years, I don’t know that I understand her yet, but more things make sense. More importantly, I wouldn’t trade it for the world. I met the love of my life here, which is a story I should probably tell, and here is where we stay.
My Sweet Husband and I live along the beautiful Mississippi Gulf Coast – at one point, the longest man-made beach in the world. There is something to be said for having a beach just six blocks from the house. We love all the opportunities the Coast presents to us and are hoping that it remains our base of exploration.
We share our home with our Desserts – Cobbler, Bourbon, and Blackberry the one-eyed cat. Don’t let her freaky eyeball fool you – she runs this house. If she doesn’t want the doggies to eat or drink, the doggies don’t eat or drink. 160 lbs of combined canine are no match for a declawed, half-blind 5 lb kitty.
SH and I are auntie and uncle to a wonderful bunch of small fuzzs – ranging in age from 12 to brand new. Our infertility has led us to put expanding our family on the back-burner while we investigate what our options are with regard to children.
When I was a kid, my grandma was always telling me I was going to be a teacher. It was worse when her sisters – who were teachers – were over because they’d say the same thing. I was pretty adamant that there was no way, no how, not ever that was going to happen, so I was shocked when I had an out-of-body moment as a freshman in college and watched my hand declare an education major. I’ve been a teacher ever since, and I’ll probably always be a teacher, although I’m working towards leaving the classroom. I’m happiest helping teachers be better teachers or helping people set and achieve their goals.
I’ve always been a writer – since I was five, scribbling stories in crayon on the back of remnant paper from the local shoe factory. I’ve also always been interested in photography. I have a very clear memory of asking for – and receiving a LeClic purple and pink 110 camera – in the 5th grade. I’ve been documenting life through my words and images online since 2002. At the time I was heavily pierced (although you couldn’t see most of them) and the blog was mainly about my wonderings and wanderings – hence the name Pierced Wonderings. I’m not quite so pierced any more, but the name remains.
While I am busy deciding what I want to be when I grow up, we’re exploring the beautiful place we get to call home – ranging from Bourbon country in Kentucky to the beaches of Florida and cajun country in Louisiana to Elvis’s birthplace here in Mississippi. I started this blog in 2002 to share my adventures with far-flung friends and family, and I continue it to share stories of a life well-lived – adventures AND detours. As they say in New Orleans – Laissez les bons temps rouler! – I’m embracing it all!
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The Reader Favorites:
- Thoughtful Thursday – 13 Things About Me
- Thoughtful Thursday – The Front Porch
- Wordless Wednesday – Mississippi State
- American Photo Safari – The French Quarter