Wow, I just won an ipod shuffle! See the link on the side for "tessa's ramblings". How nice! Maybe when I get my doctorate I'll give something away to somebody too, to celebrate. :) Kind of a pass it on thing.

by the way, I've misplaced my camera, so that's why there aren't any recent pics. As soon as I find it (I probably packed it somewhere), I'll post some more.

I found this picture today. This was the nicest, gentlest softest kitty. We miss her.

http://www.darecountyschoolsonline.com/moxie/districtnews/dare-county-schools-announces-new-assistant-princi.shtml

My head is still spinning, but this is my news for the week. Big news. As soon as I know more about my situation, I'll let people know.

My Dad often talked about God leading us through open and closed doors. All of the doors that I had thought I was being led towards were slammed shut. This one was not only wide open, but I felt as if I was being pulled through. Hard to explain. But, here I go...I'm excited, terrified, and curious. I wonder what He has in store for me?

I pray, and ask you to pray, that I am a reflection of Him as I lead. I want to serve this school and the people of Manteo the best way I can. I hope that I can humbly live up to what they need me to be.

Here's a few Maddipics I finally downloaded off of my cellphone. :)






Maddi being "gentle" with Sandy.















Grandpa Richard and Maddi at church









Uncle Hunter and Maddi

What My Parents Did Right

I just got off of the phone with my Mom. She’s fun to talk to. Anyway, it got me thinking. My parents did a lot right with me. The older I get, the more that I realize how fortunate I am to have been raised by them. What exactly was it that they did so right?

They raised a daughter that expects to be loved.
I have been loved ever since I was born. I have never doubted the fact that my parents love me. I remember my father bringing me an orchid on Easter, as well as for my sister and my mom. It was expected, and he always came through. On my 18th birthday, my dad gave me roses. Every night my parents said goodnight to me and hugged and kissed me goodnight. It was a matter of fact that they would. I always knew that they were there for me, and they still are. The first time I started to realize how lucky I was, they were dropping me off at my new dorm room in college. My dad hugged me and picked me up in his hug. I was self conscious. Two girls were in my room, one my roommate and another student. When my parents left to go home, both girls said that they wished their dad hugged them. It made me think. Because of their love, I expect love, and, I think, find it easier perhaps to love in return.

They raised a daughter that knows she is special.
I read a lot about women who don’t think much of themselves. I have always felt different, but not in a bad way. Not that it’s easy, but it’s ok. My mother has told me the story of why I was born, and why I have the name Lisa Jo. I’ll never get tired of hearing it, because it tells me that I was anticipated, and born for a reason. (Maybe I’ll put the story in another post).

They raised a daughter who has always been sure there is a loving God.
I have never had to search for God, I’ve always known that He is here with me; He loves me, and will protect me. My mother first taught me that, and my Dad followed by the time I was 10 years old. They made sure that I was surrounded by teachers and leaders who taught me the truth, and showed me by example what it is to trust Him completely.

They raised a daughter who knows she can make mistakes.
Not that I want to. I absolutely hate making mistakes. They always let me know that its ok, they still love me, and I can learn from it. No matter what you might have to tell others, Dad once told me, tell yourself the truth. So I try. The forgiveness is what makes me want to be even better, that’s the nice irony of it.

They taught me what’s important, and what is not.
Working hard, but taking time to laugh. Learning is never ever over, there’s always more to learn. Silliness is good, even if it’s throwing peas at each other across the table. Libraries are the best place in the city sometimes. Notice beauty: look at the art, listen to the music, and just sitting and looking at the trees or the water is ok sometimes too. Take care of people: I can't remember all of the people who stayed in our house, missionaries, an expectant woman, Joann, all people who needed a place to stay, so my Mom took care of them. People hurt: everyone has something that hurts them, and none of us is more important than the other. Take care of yourself: Mom is happy when I'm swimming, she says I work too much. Dad is happy when I sound happy.

I am rich beyond measure, as they say, because of my parents. I’m sure I haven’t told them enough.

My babygirl and her family got their pics taken at Botanical Gardens. There will be more soon at http://www.scotthayneblog.com/
Cool huh.

It was warm enough to hang out on the deck. I think Maddi shares my fondness for bubbles. It was fun to see the look on her face when they appeared and disappeared.

These are my favorite girls.

Goodbye Sweet Teetie

You made our lives sweeter.

We love you

Teenytiny Cat

Tennis wore us both out!






















She wears her food well.

See my teeth!

The family that plays together...

No cameras today, please! (my family is tired of the paparazzi) :)

My Son Levi

Made the Dean's list at Tidewater Community College for Fall 07 semester. :) :) :)

Christmas Eve at Lois'

Levi and Beth Anne

Sharon Yenni, Mary Enright, Carolyn Watson

"looking up" :)

Mary, Beth Anne, Louise and Johnny Enright

Ron, Devin, and Jenn James

Our 9th Christmas married. :)

Ralph, Lois, Richard, Carolyn

Momma with her children

Ralph, Lois, Richard

Beth Anne, Hunter, Louise

Beth Anne and Louise Enright

Jimmy, Lois, Richard

Christmas Eve

Jimmy Oast and Ms. Lois