La Sonya

So far I am really liking this year of life. Last night I ate supper with the group of people who love me the most in all of Oakhurst. If I needed to describe the evening I would describe it as a love bomb . For those of you who don't know what a love bomb is (I'm guessing that's most of you) it is a situation where you are surrounded by people who are doing nothing but loving you. There is no agenda other than loving on people. So I'd say it was the best love bomb I've had in a long, long while.  In the last 6 months of my life I have come to realize that I am incredibly blessed by the people here in Oakhurst who are actively in my life. This is a rare thing, to find so many people I can be me with and still be loved. I have found that when exciting things happen in my life these people rally around me and let me talk and talk and talk and talk and talk about it. They ask me questions and check in with me to hear more exciting things. When I am uncertain abo...

For spring break last month I had a grad adventure. After almost three years of snoozing on the shelf I dusted off my poor, lonely passport and put it to good use. I flew down to Australia, the country and the continent. I just spent my holiday in Australia. Wowzers. I never thought I'd say that! In fact Australia wasn't even on my list of place I wanted to visit, simply because I never really had any good friends to visit and it is sooooooo far from any other country. In fact it wasn't even on my list of places I didn't want to visit. It was just so far away from my mind! Ha, it's funny how life goes sometimes. Here's how it happened: Over Christmas a friend from my Camp Wawona days asked me to help one of her Australian friends out and show him around Yosemite for a day, to which I did my best at with the time we had. It turned out to be a quick trip from the train station in FresNO to Mariposa, the big trees (which are my absolute favorite and I love to ...

I think I'm going to get a camel. I'll buy it and love it and take good care of it. I'll visit it frequently and bring it treats. Perhaps I'll get the friendly pair. Everyone needs a camel. I am now taking name suggestions.

I found this video last night. It is from Christmas 1993. A real gem of a find. I was 10 years old and it was the year all my grandparents were in one place for the holidays. I love listening to my Papa John and Damama's genteel Southerner drawl. It's so smooth and warm. Especially my Papa John's voice. What I wouldn't give to hear that voice again. To tell him the stories of my adventures and my dreams. I hope they would be proud of me. Not only did I watch footage of my beautiful grandparents, parents and (squeaky big) brother but I also was able to watch little 10 year old Sonya make what might be my first real public commitment to God, my baptism. Knowing what I know now about myself I find it a little bit, scratch that, I find it really funny how terrified I am. My stage presence maybe was a gift from God that came from baptism? It must be because I look like I am about to vomit everywhere. It might not help that I am wearing what appears to be the tapestries or ...

Dearest Mother, I have just recently returned from London. I was there in the month of December on the night of Christmas Eve. It was quite a splendid evening. Shall I begin to tell you about my adventure of arriving in London? I was to meet my two dear friends from the countryside at the eve of sunset. We had plans to meet and share in the tickets to enter into London together, I had to meet them because they had in their possession my ticket. With me dressed in my finest, I took the coach through town to arrive promptly at our prearranged time. However due to the congestion of carriages and other pedestrians my dearest friends were late. When I arrived at the meeting location and they were not there I decided to take matters into my own hands. You, Mother, know me well enough to know that I was bound to find an adventure no matter the circumstances. So when I saw a back door open into London, well Mother, I took it. I simply decided to act as if I knew what I was doing and walk i...

I like hearing from different friends that you read my blog still :) I know it's not as exciting as it was when I was living in faraway lands, eating faraway things and blumbering through life from faraway. Since now I'm a "settled adult" life is more of the 'same ol' same ol''. But really when teaching and principal-ing. LIFE is NEVER the same. EVER. This last weekend was our Fall Festival. It seems to get better and better as each year goes by. In fact this year was so good they taped me to the wall with duct tape. (Mid way finished!) Fun! We also had local businesses run activities. One business in particular was the local gym, which I have a membership to. The exciting part was the guy who came to run the booth was my very own Peeta-crush-look-alike. Now it's hard for me to make eye contact when I go to the gym. Ha, what am I, 12? This week I did my first observation of our second teacher. That was fun, it made me realize I am a prin...

I'm going to tell you all a funny story: I drove home from Sacramento yesterday afternoon/evening after my meetings. I was sleeeeeeeepy so I got a bit of coffee but it was gross so I didn't drink all of it. Then I foolishly got a meal combo? (who am I? I never get those. . . whatever, clearly I'm crazy) A soda came with it . . . oh bother. I drank a small cherry coke (it'd been sooooo long so I was excited and drank it) So when it came time for me to go to bed at 10 pm. . . it wasn't happening. . . I finally fell asleep at 2 am. . . oy.  Then I didn't get up at my normal 5 am . . . duh. I got up late, rushed around. Got a phone call at 6:37 as to the alarm going off at school but the church member who was at the church to turn the alarm off didn't have the key to the school so I pull the curlers out of my hair (don't judge I am going through a midlife hair crisis) Grab the rest of my stuff and head out the school. As I back up out of the drive I...