Is Karen Campbell a Houston woman? Not just yes, apparently, but he-yalll yes.
The March/April 2015 issue of Houston Woman Magazine features Karen as its cover (girl) story. While Karen is ostensibly smiling in her cover shot, framily members and other loved ones can probably tell she’s also talking. Since this photo was taken while Karen was hiking part of the Camino, she may have been swearing. Continue reading Karen Campbell, Covergirl
Roger and Brittany, both former Peace Corps volunteers, stopped by for a post-orientation dinner along with Richard and Robin (who made this website possible). We talked world peace and friendship (mission of PC) and organizational goals of meeting needs, promoting positive image of US to host country and of host country to US. We also told silly jokes, solved numerous earth-shattering Continue reading My Peace Corps Inspirations!
The rain couldn’t douse my enthusiasm this morning but it did make for a perfect day to enjoy a bowl of Pho in downtown Houston when I learned that orientation REALLY didn’t get underway until around 2 p.m. So I’m relishing the good feelings of having spent last night with friends who made it through the downpour to enjoy one more “going away” get-together. And I’m also taking the time to chronicle a few of the feelings that have already made me ponder. Continue reading Getting Oriented …
In two days, these two bags will be all I have left of “my stuff” to see me through two years of the Peace Corps. I enlisted the help of my two other “greats” Liam and Lilah Beth to underscore that when I return from this experience, he will be 7 and she will be Continue reading Counting down …
Enjoyed an old fashioned sleepover with my great nephews (both a noun and an adjective in this case) last night which began with a winter walk (after, of course, feeding them because I am not totally unfamiliar with the care and feeding of growing boys). The walk started Continue reading “I Win!?!”
Walked to the library today to get wifi on Day 3 of our personal introduction to Frozen: The Reality Series. Had to laugh when I opened the email with my note of introduction to my
Peace Corps mentor advised me that due to rural conditions in Costa Rica, I shouldn’t expect immediate responses, that she might have to walk some distance to get access to email.
I wonder if her walk is this beautiful?
“I expect this to be right.”
That sentence is a bushel basket of apples filled to overflowing and placed on a hillside, a pre-holiday sale parking lot with only one spot left and three cars vying for it. In other words, it’s an accident waiting to happen.
Let’s dissect, shall we? Continue reading Expectations, etc.
Sunrise drive listening to the songs of my youth, looking forward to long walk with old/new friend and being reminded by Mellencamp that “life goes on long after the living is gone.” No intention of giving up the living any time soon!
You know the cars that only require the key to be in the vehicle so that you can push the button and go? My mother has one. My mother also has a big purse where that key usually resides. That’s the purse she had with her as my sister and I let her out at her doctor’s appointment. Any guesses as to what I might have said when I realized my screw up AFTER turning the car off several miles away? … And in case you ever need to know … Jackson, TN is not exactly the taxi hub of the state. Which is why rather than going to see my uncle in the hospital this afternoon, first my aunt had to bring my mother’s keys to me. … Less than a week at home and I’m 17 again!