{"id":839,"date":"2011-10-14T21:56:58","date_gmt":"2011-10-14T21:56:58","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.daisysgarden.ca\/?p=839"},"modified":"2011-10-14T21:56:58","modified_gmt":"2011-10-14T21:56:58","slug":"what-you-didnt-know","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/proverbs31momma.com\/index.php\/2011\/10\/14\/what-you-didnt-know\/","title":{"rendered":"What you didn&#8217;t know&#8230;."},"content":{"rendered":"<p>So, I&#8217;ve been blogging at least once a week (minus last week-we were all under the weather!) for about 4 months. And I have to admit, I really like it. I know people are reading whether they comment or not. I read a book on blogging (I know, I never thought there was such a thing&#8230;) and it said that for every 1 comment you have 10+ people reading. So I am hoping this is true.<\/p>\n<p>I write in the middle of the night. It&#8217;s then that I get the ideas to fill the &#8220;pages&#8221; of this blog. And the ideas to fill other pages&#8230;. And it got me to thinking the last few days. I&#8217;ve never really done at &#8220;get to know me&#8221; type of post. So I thought I&#8217;d start doing &#8220;10 things you didn&#8217;t know&#8221; post at least once a month.<\/p>\n<p>Here it goes-oh, no&#8230;know I am vulnerable&#8230;.<\/p>\n<h2><span style=\"color: #ff0000\">1. I have secretly wanted to be a writer my whole life.\u00a0<\/span><\/h2>\n<p>Anne Shirley is my role model. I wanted to be her. I became a teacher because of this fictional character (ok, God had most of that in His hands, not just me). So, I now think that I could consider myself not only a &#8220;blogger&#8221; but a writer. This leads me to point number 2<\/p>\n<h2><span style=\"color: #ff0000\">2. I wrote a novel<\/span><\/h2>\n<p><span style=\"color: #000000\">Yup, I have. It&#8217;s about 200+ pages on Word. Only 2 people have read it&#8230;they gave me fantastic feed back&#8230;then I got pregnant with Lil&#8217; E and I haven&#8217;t opened it in a year. I am hoping that once things settle down here in our house-I&#8217;ll have time to come back to it refreshed, with a new perspective. I&#8217;ll tell you more later (like what it&#8217;s about)&#8230;once I get over being so vulnerable.<\/span><\/p>\n<h2><span style=\"color: #ff0000\">3. I&#8217;d like to go back and get my Master&#8217;s in Education.<\/span><\/h2>\n<p><span style=\"color: #000000\">This is just a matter of time. I&#8217;d love to be a consultant for Early Childhood Programs. I love teaching though, so I&#8217;d have to have a pretty sweet teaching gig to make the consultation part work out in the long run. I just am having a hard time getting over the fact that I&#8217;d have to study again!<\/span><\/p>\n<h2><span style=\"color: #ff0000\">4. I have a strange obsession with paint chips!<\/span><\/h2>\n<p>I could seriously stand in front of the paint chip counter at Canadian Tire while Mr. L does his browsing and pick out colors for my next paint job.<\/p>\n<h2><span style=\"color: #ff0000\">5. I love my messy house!<\/span><\/h2>\n<p>We tried for a bit to have children, so the fact that my house is now a messy pile of toys, books, paint and crayons, is perfection. I always liked things tidy. (I came from a home that we weren&#8217;t allowed to keep our rooms messy and we couldn&#8217;t leave until the beds were made. I guess that&#8217;s what I get for having such a fabulous Dad-who had to iron his bed in RCMP Training!) But now, tidy is messy. My kids are making memories. I can be spotless later. While I do teach Lil&#8217; A to always put away her toys, we aren&#8217;t constantly doing it all day. Once is good for me and still helps her learn.<\/p>\n<h2><span style=\"color: #ff0000\">6. I buy crayons for me, not Lil&#8217; A.<\/span><\/h2>\n<p>I find Crayola crayons to be by far the best crayons! The perfect balance of wax and color! I love it! I could color for hours. I love that Lil&#8217; A is now enjoying coloring and often asks to &#8220;co-ly&#8221;.<\/p>\n<h2><span style=\"color: #ff0000\">7. Beach, Waves, Dunes &amp; Iced Tea= a perfect day<\/span><\/h2>\n<p><span style=\"color: #000000\">I love the beach! We spent about a week at the end of the summer \u00a0in Cape Charles, VA. It was breathtaking. Such a quaint, small town (think Gilmore Girls!), and the whole town was on \u00a0the Chesapeake Bay. Oh, the Sunsets! Here&#8217;s a photo of one:<\/span><\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/www.daisysgarden.ca\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/10\/anna-beach-3.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" class=\"aligncenter size-thumbnail wp-image-840\" src=\"http:\/\/www.daisysgarden.ca\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/10\/anna-beach-3-150x150.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"150\" height=\"150\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<h2><span style=\"color: #ff0000\">8. I&#8217;ve played piano since I was in Grade Three<\/span><\/h2>\n<p><span style=\"color: #000000\">I love playing piano. I can&#8217;t wait to get a nice, medium sized :), grand piano in my living room! I started out learning how to play piano at a petting zoo\/exotic animal farm 30 minutes outside of Rocky Mountain House (where I did the bulk of my &#8220;childhood&#8221; years). Mrs. Brown was my music teacher in school and took after school students at her home. It was a great time&#8230;..minus walking up the long road to her house while my mom and brother waited in the car at the bottom of the hill. I&#8217;m still not sure why it was always like that. Once it got dark I seem to remember them coming with me, walking back down for the half hour and then coming back up. Now, I&#8217;m curious&#8230;I&#8217;ll have to talk to my mom about that one!<\/span><\/p>\n<p>But really, playing the piano is to me like watching t.v after a long day to someone else. Right now, I haven&#8217;t played much since Lil&#8217; E was born. I&#8217;ve played in youth group, sunday school, chapel at school, squished up against a concrete wall in Mexico on a mission trip, and about 10 years ago, started playing Sundays at church, which I still do. Now, I am finding that it is hard to balance Sundays out-kids, family, so that I can play again.<\/p>\n<p>As a teacher, I highly recommend music lessons for your children. It creates discipline, schedule, &amp; part of the brain responsible for Math. I needed all the development on that side of my brain growing up!!<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<h2><span style=\"color: #ff0000\">9. I watch my children sleep.<\/span><\/h2>\n<p><span style=\"color: #000000\">Who doesn&#8217;t? They amaze me. That they (Lil&#8217;A) were once that tiny (Lil&#8217; E)&#8230;.and eventually grow into what&#8217;s in the room next door (Lil&#8217; A). Words cannot describe the feeling. A guess a picture is worth a thousand words in this case.<\/span><\/p>\n<figure id=\"attachment_842\" class=\"thumbnail wp-caption aligncenter\" style=\"width: 235px\"><a href=\"http:\/\/www.daisysgarden.ca\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/10\/IMG_0083.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" class=\"size-medium wp-image-842\" src=\"http:\/\/www.daisysgarden.ca\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/10\/IMG_0083-225x300.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"225\" height=\"300\" \/><\/a><figcaption class=\"caption wp-caption-text\">Lil&#039; A- June 2009<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<figure id=\"attachment_843\" class=\"thumbnail wp-caption aligncenter\" style=\"width: 310px\"><a href=\"http:\/\/www.daisysgarden.ca\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/10\/IMG_2273.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" class=\"size-medium wp-image-843\" src=\"http:\/\/www.daisysgarden.ca\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/10\/IMG_2273-300x224.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"300\" height=\"224\" \/><\/a><figcaption class=\"caption wp-caption-text\">Lil&#039; A- September 2011 with Woody &amp; &#039;Ye-Haw&#039;<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<figure id=\"attachment_844\" class=\"thumbnail wp-caption aligncenter\" style=\"width: 234px\"><a href=\"http:\/\/www.daisysgarden.ca\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/10\/IMG_2284.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" class=\"size-medium wp-image-844\" src=\"http:\/\/www.daisysgarden.ca\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/10\/IMG_2284-224x300.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"224\" height=\"300\" \/><\/a><figcaption class=\"caption wp-caption-text\">Lil&#039; E- August 2011<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<h2><span class=\"Apple-style-span\" style=\"color: #ff0000\">10. When I am old, I will be the grandma in an old, English Cottage&#8230;minus the English<\/span><\/h2>\n<p><span style=\"color: #000000\">It will have to be by the sea&#8230;.and I will have a cut garden(Flowers) in the front yard, white picket fence, &amp; a sunroom facing east. I know, pretty specific for someone who hasn&#8217;t hit 30, but hey! we can dream!<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" class=\"aligncenter size-medium wp-image-845\" src=\"http:\/\/www.daisysgarden.ca\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/10\/cottage-300x225.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"300\" height=\"225\" \/><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>There you have it! Perhaps you feel you know me just a bit more:) Let me know what you found the most surprising about this post by leaving a comment!<\/p>\n<p>Happy Weekend!<\/p>\n<p>Krystle<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>So, I&#8217;ve been blogging at least once a week (minus last week-we were all under the weather!) for about 4 months. And I have to admit, I really like it. I know people are reading whether they comment or not. I read a book on blogging (I know, I never thought there was such a [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"spay_email":"","jetpack_publicize_message":""},"categories":[3],"tags":[33,42,70,71,86,150,161,167],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p9ZCqT-dx","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/proverbs31momma.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/839"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/proverbs31momma.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/proverbs31momma.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/proverbs31momma.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/proverbs31momma.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=839"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/proverbs31momma.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/839\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/proverbs31momma.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=839"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/proverbs31momma.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=839"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/proverbs31momma.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=839"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}