Finally Spring

After a long winter we ventured out and about on Saturday to explore our State in the Springtime weather. Many conversations and consultations of our Hiking WV book (Thanks J&A!) led us to the Canyon Rim trail of the Blackwater River. The trail ambled for about four miles through a forest with all the fresh signs of Spring.  

As Daniel and I were enjoying the warm, fresh air and all the budding trees and flowers, the dogs were enjoying their favorite part of this Spring time weather...the mud of the ephemeral streams.

Before turning back for the car, we took a break to overlook the Canyon and relax in the sun.

Here's hoping for many more chances to explore Wild and Wonderful West Virginia!

Happy Birthday

For Daniel's birthday we spent yesterday cross country skiing at Cooper's Rock outside of Morgantown. This was a completely new sport for me, but I willingly braved the cold and headed out on my rented skis.

After a little warm-up lesson in our neighborhood, I got the hang of it. A friend of ours described it as "just like walking, except more fluid." As I was learning the basics Daniel had it all figured out and liked to show off his skills from time to time. After all he was the pro since this was his third time out.

Surprisingly, after a couple of hours I was really enjoying myself and felt a lot braver. The problem was that I still hadn't quite mastered turning, stopping without falling, and going down hills. However, that didn't stop me from trying.

Oh well...falling in the snow is actually fun too so it didn't matter that I didn't know how to turn and stop.

Such a great way to spend a nice winter's day. And a very Happy Birthday to my sweet husband.

How do you know?

This afternoon I was driving through beautiful rolling hills that were dipped in the reds, oranges and yellows of fall in the Appalachians! It was an amazing fall day and I was traveling to visit 2 clubs in the Eastern Panhandle of West Virginia to meet lots of new students. I was excited to be headed back into the classroom. As the miles ticked by, I realized that those miles were themselves becoming a classroom for me. I was driving past some very important historical landmarks that I am sure I learned about in high school, but have long since forgotten. Unfortunately, my historical knowledge is very limited and I probably shouldn't admit that I was unaware of the importance of some these places until now. (My limited knowledge may be linked to the fact that I grew up and learned American History in the South, where the Civil War is still referred to as the "War of Northern Aggression")

The first passing landmark was the Battlefield of Antietam. This was the location of the first significant battle of the Civil War to be fought on Northern soil and thought to be the turning point of the war. Although it was considered a tactial draw this battle was the springboard to President Lincoln's Emancipation Proclamation as Union Army Major General George B. McClellan was able to stop Confederate General Robert E. Lee's invasion of Maryland.

Next on my little history trip was Harpers Ferry which is layered with many historical events:  the starting place of  the Lewis and Clarke expedition;  the site of the John Brown raid which precipitated the Civil War; the first command of Stonewall Jackson, who raised and trained his famed Brigade here;  the site of three Civil War battles, the major one involving over 30,000 troops on both sides which resulted in the largest surrender of US troops until Bataan in WWII.

So, how do you know when you love your job? For me, I know when I am driving to a high school to meet and teach new students and I am the one that becomes the student.

Settled In

As I sit here and write the cool, crisp mountain breezes are blowing through my house. Yes, that's right...my house. It is official. We have moved in, closed, and are now settled in our new home.

The inside is beautiful and completely brand new. The outside, well...we have some work to do. The seafoam green is growing on me, but the lack of trees is depressing.  We have already begun work on the landscape and will have new pics soon!

Moving Craziness!

Did anyone ever say moving was easy? Surely not!!! If anyone actually ever uttered those words they are crazy! Not just crazy... maybe completely insane! For the past month our life has been consumed by the craziness of moving.

It seems we are finally seeing the light at the end of the tunnell. We moved into a rental house yesterday and are set to close on our house sometime around the end of August. Most of our stuff is still in storage but at least we will have a roof over our heads for the next month. 

We owe so many people so much more than a thank you. Although many of them were not officially present for all the moving and packing, they definitely helped get us through this difficult time. The prayers and words of support from so many people including my best friend, Megann meant so much and reminded us how lucky we are to have such wonderful friends. For all the folks that helped us make the move out of Clinton: The Inmans, The Hudsons, David Crotts, and Daniel's parents; we cannot tell you how thankful we are to have you in our lives.

Once we made the long journey to WV we still had quite an adventure ahead of us. There was still the task of unloading the truck and loading it all into a rental house and a storage unit. Thank goodness Tyler Boulware was here to help us unload things. Not only did he help us unload the truck, but he and his wife have welcomed us into their home and helped us navigate this crazy journey for the past several months. Then came my parents to the rescue!! On their first trip to Morgantown, and on their vacation no less, they worked all day helping us get settled into the rental house. Once again we are so blessed to have all the help and support of family and wonderful friends. We could not have made this move without any of them behind us.

Although it is not nearly enough, THANK YOU so much and we love all of you!

Already a Mountaineer

On my second week of my new job I am quickly becoming a true Mountaineer. Last week I toured the football facilities, met a few football players and got my picture made on the flying WV. This week has been no different in my orientation to all things WVU. On Tuesday I met the actual Mountaineer (sorry no pics of that) and yesterday I met Coach Stewart. (For all my ACC fans, Coach Stewart is the head football coach here at WVU.)

Maybe next week I will meet Coach Huggins!

Job Update

As I begin the second week of my new job I am still learning what my title actually means. For some, I am the HSTA (Health Sciences Technology Academy) Program Coordinator, for others I am the Curriculum and Education Program Associate. I think these two title mean the same thing, but what do I actually do? Let me see if I can explain this amazing program and my role in it.

HSTA was developed in 1994 to provide math and science support and enrichment to minority and underrepresented students from West Virgina's rural communities. The goals of the program included shepherding these students through precollege, college and graduate training in health professions and programs and encouraging these students to return to practice their careers in an underserved area of West Virginia. Through school year club programs and summer campus programs at WVU, Marshall University, and West Virginia State all of the HSTA students are exposed to intensive academic enrichment emphasizing science and math for each grade from 9th through 12th as well as laboratory experiences where students work with scientists/clinical practitioners. Our ninth grade students participate in a Fun with Science camp, our tenth grade students participate in a Forensics science camp, and our eleventh grade students are involved with a Biomedical component.

Since the inception of this program the focus has been on relevant issues of WV Health. Currently the focus of our program is the obesity and Type II Diabetes epidemic in WV. Much attention has been drawn to the fact that WV ranks number one in the nation for percentage of the population that is obese and  the  prevalence of Type II Diabetes. HSTA students in our Biomed program (11th grade) are currently invovled in a Community Based Participatory Research (CBPR) project in collaboration with the University of Pittsburgh.  One of the goals of this project is to guide students and teachers in research projects involving life-style interventions in communities where they transmit their knowledge and understanding of research and clinical trials to their parents and community members in order to address critical barriers to progress in healthy lifestyles.

So, what does all that mean to me, and what do I do? In a very simplified answer:  I support the teachers in the clubs accross the state with their research projects related to our Diabetes Education project. I organize the summer Biomed component of this research project., and I act as a research associate on the diabetes research project. It all still seems a little fuzzy to me,  but I am learning everyday and LOVING every minute of it!

Go Mountaineers!

I had my first experience with WVU Football today as I got to tour the facility as well as the Hall of Traditions. I must admit, I had goose bumps!! As a Clemson fan and graduate, I am well aware of the excitement and traditions of college football. WVU football has its own brand of excitement and traditions that I am so excited to be a part of.

My blood still runs orange and I will always be a Tiger at heart, but it won't hurt for me to get swept up in the Mountaineer fever and try out the Gold and Blue for a little while.

Dorm Life

This morning begins my adventure in dorm life at WVU. I am living on the second floor of Lincoln Hall in a suite. While this room is MUCH nicer than my previous dorm experiences at Clemson, and probably nicer than some hotel rooms, it is still a temporary living space.

Not so bad. Of course I had to bring a few comforts to make it actually feel like a home for the next two weeks.

Farewell

The time has come for me to say goodbye to my Carolina home and I am at a loss for words. I knew that this would not be easy, but it has been so long in the making that I really thought it would never happen. I leave tomorrow to begin my West Virginia adventure. Although I will be without DH and without a permanent home (I will be calling a dorm my home for 2 weeks), we are hopeful that this is only a temporary and minor speed bump on this crazy ride.

Words cannot describe the emotions that fill me tonight as I prepare to leave in the morning. South Carolina has been my home, my refuge, and my perfect Southern state. Not to mention the place I met my husband, married him and eventually settled into our first home. It is because of all those reasons and so many more that this move is particularly difficult.

So, farewell to my Carolina. And farewell to all the wonderful friends I have met while I have been here. You have held me up in some of the most trying days of my adult life. Without your friendship and support I could have never made it to this point.

As I left my sweetest neighbors tonight Miss Kat sang me this song:

Tho' goodbye means the birth of a tear drop, 

Hello means the birth of a smile. 

And the smile will erase the tear blighting trace, 

When we meet in the after awhile.

Ev'ry tear will be a memory 
So wait and pray each night for me 
Till we meet again.

Though this song was originally intended for lovers facing separation due to the first World War, the meaning still rings true... We will meet again and this is definitely not goodbye. My WV porch will always be waiting for your company at the close of the day. 

A Picture is Worth a Thousand Words

I can't believe that in 2 weeks I will be living slightly south of this famous, dividing line between the North and the South. Thus begins the journey of this Southern Belle in the not so Southern, West Virginia.

Sometimes a Sign

Music has been a huge part of my life since I can remember. I am not the most musically gifted person in terms of playing instruments, but I LOVE great music and can call a song to mind for almost any occasion. For me to have such an appreciation of music and lyrics, I believe that my parents have been playing music for me since before I was born. So it is no surprise that every big decision or turning point in my life can be accompanied by a song that either I have found or my father has found for me. This move to WV is no different.

DH and I were set to leave yesterday morning to head back to WV for the weekend. Unfortunately there were a few minor things that needed to be taken care of before our weekend excursion...The lawn needed to be mowed, so I donned my grass cutting gear (I - Pod, sunscreen and shades) and set out to tackle this feat. As I was grooving along to the shuffle on my I-pod, I was serenaded by Lyle Lovett. As I started to listen more carefully I realized the song was truly singing to me. It was a sign. I'm not sure I could say it better myself, so I will let Lyle:

Pack the sofa

And pack the old arm chair

Tell the china

To ask the silverware

To pray we find that

They speak the language there

And say good-bye to Carolina

Go west young man while you still can

Before you're old and gray

Go west and make a better life

Than you could if you stayed

So tell your family

And tell your friends good-bye

Say you'll write them

And keep them on your mind

And say you'll see them

Whenever someone dies

And say good-bye to Carolina

We will just pretend that "Go West young man" implies West Virginia and that we will definitley see our Carolina friends and family more than when someone dies. Regardless of those things, this song was a sign since I was offered the position of Program Coordinator for the Health Sciences Technology Acadamy at WVU about an hour after my yard work concluded.
 
Funny how things work out...
 
Thanks Lyle!

We Have a Plan...Sort of?

It is shocking to most people that know me that I was in such a state of limbo for so long. However, some of that limbo has been replaced by a small inkling of a plan. The house is currently under contract and set to close sometime around the 1st of August. With that one puzzle piece set into place, DH and I set several other pieces in place as well.

Since the house is on track to be sold we will go ahead and make the move to the great state of West Virginia. I still don't have a job, but am patiently waiting to hear about a job I interviewed for last week (Who am I kidding...I am not sure patient is the right word!). We will begin the packing process and shoot for moving sometime around the end of July. Where we will move in Morgantown has yet to be decided. We are still looking at houses and hope to have something in place by August. (We realize with lending the way it is currently, it will be more like the middle of August. But, we will figure something out.) Our wonderful realtor has been combing the listings and has put together a list of houses for us to look at this weekend. Hopefully, one of those listings is our future home.

Since we have been lacking in any plan for so long, this small piece of a plan is so exciting! We are thrilled that something finally worked out and our West Virginia future looks more certain now than it did several months ago.

More to come on our job

Birthday Fun!

No birthday for me would be complete without a trip to my all time favorite place...Charleston. DH (Da didn't stick, turns out my sweet husband hated that nickname) and I loaded the car and headed down to the steamy Lowcountry for the day. Could it have been a more perfect birthday? Lunch at Poes, Spoleto festival downtown, King street shopping! So great.

My birthday celebration did not end on Friday, I got to have a birthday weekend. Saturday we spent the afternoon with DH's family for a special request birthday dinner: Cubed Steak with golden mushroom gravy, creamed corn, fried okra, speckled butter beans, homemade biscuits, and all topped off with a Strawberry Cream Cheese Birthday cake. YUM!! So much for my diet! All those extra calories were worth it since I got to spend the day with my two nieces and the rest of DH's family.

To end my weekend long birthday celebration, Megann made the trip from Al and arrived Monday morning! So wonderful to get to see her. Great birthday present!!

Limbo

If there is another, more perfect word to describe our life right now, I just haven't found it. I wish I could say that our "limbo" reffered to the fun dance centered on shimmying under a low placed bar, but DH and I sadly are not dancing that dance. We are, however, dancing the uncertainty dance. Not nearly as much fun!

In one week I am interviewing for a program coordinator position at HSTA (http://www.wv-hsta.org/). After that interview we hope to have a better idea of what the future will hold for us.

Other than that, here's how everything stands right now:

1. The house has not sold.
2. DH doesn't have a job here (in SC) next year.
3. I don't have a job in WV for next year.
4. Although, I have several job offers here for next year, nothing is concrete yet.
5. DH needs to be in WV in July to begin full time school.

As we go through all the options in front of us, we still have not come up with a solution as there are so many unknowns right now. We are getting alot of questions like "what is your next step?"; "what will you do next?"; and my favorite "what's your plan?" . Right now we don't know what our next step is and we don't know what we will do next, and we just don't have a plan. So thank you very much for asking, but I can't give you any other answer but that. Please don't look at me like I am crazy and that you can't believe I (of all people) don't have a plan. There are just too many variables and too many unknowns right now.

So again, thank you for your support and believe me when I say that I will be shouting from the roof tops as soon as we have a plan, since the limbo is not something I do well.

Memorial Day Menu

Since I am no longer employed and Da (I'm trying out this new nickname. "D" just didin't seem right since I always see David Cain when someone says D) is in WV, I have been home alone all weekend catching up with my back issues of Martha Stewart Living and Southern Living. After combing through each issue with a careful eye, I have decided that entertaining Da's family for the Memorial Day holiday will cure this itch I have to be Martha. Here's what's on the menu:

Eastside Cafe's (Austin, TX) Salsa with Blue Corn Chips

Fresh Peach and Arugula Salad with Garlic Vinagrette

Mustard Barbeque Chicken

Papa Tom's Famous Potato Salad

Broccoli Salad

Mimi's "P"-Slaw

Caramelized Onion and Cheesy Cornbread Muffins

Key Lime Cheescake

I am so thrilled to have the chance to spend the day with family and friends doing what I love the most...cooking! I only wish my own family were here to spend the day with us. I am looking forward to days when that may be possible!

In the meantime,  Happy Memorial Day to everyone. Enjoy time with friends and family and remember those who have died in our nation's service so that we can enjoy the freedom's of our life.

Farewell to the Woodruff Wolverines

One more day... one more morning drive... one more sound of the morning and afternoon bells... one more set of grades to enter. That is all that is left in my time at Woodruff High School. To say that this year has flown by would be a major understatement. To say that it seems like I just opened my doors to an unfamiliar school and unfamiliar students on the first day of school seems more likely. All the uncertainty and uneasiness I felt beginning this school year was quickly replaced with a familiar ease and comfort. This school and these kids have made me love every minute of being a teacher and for that reason I will truly miss being a part of this school! So, it is off to West Virginia I go knowing that I am lucky to have been a part of an amazing community for at least this one year. Although I am not an alumnus of Woodruff High School, I am touched by the chorus of the Alma Mater:

Hurrah, Hurrah, for the Woodruff High

We are true as the stars above,

So off with your hats and three times cheer

For the dear old school you love!

Best of luck to all my students! I hope that our paths will one day cross again!

Hurrah, Hurrah for the Woodruff High!

Weekend Excursion

At the close of this week after much excitement (an anticpated interview for me in WV) D and I decided to take a little break. Our break of choice this weekend was a backpacking trip into Panthertown Valley in the mountains of Western North Carolina. We not only needed a break from the stress and uncertainty that has become our life right now, but we also needed a break from the heat that has seemed to permeate every nook and cranny of this upstate corner of SC.

With hopes of cool breezes, clear mountain streams, and a simpler life for a day, D convinced me to put on a backpack and carry my house with me for a night. (I must really love this man since I am not sure I would do this for just anyone!)

At the end of our short hike, only 1.5 miles, we found ourselves amidst a land of countless waterfalls, pristine sandy bottom creeks, and tangled mountain laurel and rhododendron thickets. This small parcel of land (6300 acres) was designated as an addition to the Nantahala National Forest after several attempts were made to convert it into an upscale resort area, Christmas tree farm, and Duke Power's land for  high voltage transmission lines. Regardless of the multiple intended uses, it's primary use today is as a recreation area and it's beauty is amazing! We found ourselves breathing a little deeper and walking a little slower. The dogs felt as if we had taken them to their own personal heaven.

After our wonderful day we called it quits at our home away from home and settled in to a dinner of udon soup and terriyaki noodles. The dogs found a place to settle and finally made peace with the wilderness.

At the end of our trip we left feeling more refreshed and grateful for our time away from the distractions. We found that even a 2 hour car ride and 1.5 mile hike can make us feel like we are miles away!

In the words of  Supreme Court Justice William O. Douglas "..... to be whole and harmonious, man must also know the music of the beaches and the woods. He must find the thing of which he is only an infinitesimal part and nurture it and love it, if he is to live."

Ever Wonder?

Maybe Daniel and I should investigate this new hobby once we get settled in West Virginia. How hard could it be?

Jib Jab

Thanks Anna!

Happy Mother's Day!

At the close of this weekend I have been reflecting on all the mothers in my life and the importance of my own. As I spent this celebratory day with D's mother and grandmother, I am reminded of the special place that mothers hold in our hearts.  This one title, whether it be Mom, Mommy, Mama, or Ma seems to encompass so many different roles. For me, my own Mom is my confidant, my support, my friend, my strength, and most importantly the voice of reason for me when things seem to get so out of control. Yes, we have had our fair share of ups and downs (what Mother and Daughter hasn't), but in the end she is the one that I turn to when I really need to know who I am and who I am supposed to be.

After all these reflections on my mom and my relationship with her I was left wondering how this special day came to be? It turns out that this day for honoring our mothers originated with a West Virginian named Anna Jarvis (it seems West Virginia pops up everywhere I look). Ms. Jarvis, in 1908, wanted to accomplish her mother's dream of making a celebration for all mothers. Unfortunately this idea didn't take off until several years later when President Woodrow Wilson made it an official national holiday in 1914. The story goes that Anna Jarvis later became disgusted with the commericalism of her own creation, and was arrested several times for protesting against the commercialization of Mother's Day.  She finally said that she "wished she would have never started the day because it became so out of control ...". Regardless of the commericialism and discontent that Anna Jarvis felt over her creation, this day still gives us all the opportunity to tell our Moms how much they mean to us and how much we appreciate them.

I wish with all my heart that I was nearer to mother not just today, but everyday. So, Happy Mother's Day to all the Mothers out there and a very special Happy Mother's Day to my own Mom... Love you!

SMH