Positivity Sunday

Wanna hear my goal for the week? Update at least ONCE before Sunday! Sheesh! But where did this last week even go? It flew by!

1. I love student teaching. This could be all that I write about this week for Positivity Sunday. While I haven’t written up my own lessons or anything yet, I have been very involved in the classroom. I’ve made bulletin boards, done some one on one work with students, proctored some tests, graded about 50000000 papers, read aloud to the class, gone to a faculty meeting and a professional development workshop, and had the class left entirely in my hands one afternoon. To say it was a busy first week of student is an understatement, but I love it! Fourth grade is studying Greek myths and reading Percy Jackson and the Lightning Thief this nine weeks. I’ve never read it, so I bought it on my Nook this weekend to read. It’s great so far! My assignment this week is to do the read-alouds from the book, so it’s nice to actually know what’s going on.

My cooperating teacher snapped this picture on Friday. (I’ve since fixed the terrible root issue, don’t you worry!)



An Update + Positivity Sunday


I am so sorry. Between a thousand projects for my two week long class (I still have a take-home final to finish before tonight), and my birthday, I just completely forgot to update this space! I start student-teaching for real tomorrow, so hopefully I will find a schedule and routine really soon. One thing I’m not looking forward to? 5 AM alarms. The rest? I’m pretty excited about it!

So, onto some positives from this week!

1. Tuesday was my 24th birthday! I can’t even begin to tell y’all how loved I felt. I have the best friends and family in the world, and they completely spoiled me.

(My sweet, sweet cousin Ashley got me these adorable nerd cat socks and this mug! It’s too cute to hide in a cabinet, so she lives on my desk)

(My friends Lauren, Trisha, and Molly took me to Keifer’s for an early birthday celebration where they surprised me with a present full of teaching supplies!)

(My mom painted me this adorable cat series for my new home when I move out. I can’t get over how cute they are! I think the calico is my favorite! If you are interested in any kind of artwork, check out her new facebook page at Sara Barnes Artwork. She’s holding a giveaway soon, too!)

(To round things out, my mom and brother treated me to a lovely evening of a movie, dinner at Georgia Blue (YUM), and a Gigi’s Cupcake. 24 was one of the be st birthdays ever.)

2, An evening at the theatre! If you’ve been around this blog for any length of time, you know I love plays. I really love being in plays, but I’m sitting on the sidelines this semester to fully concentrate on student-teaching. Well, one of my sweet friends Trisha is currently in God’s Favorite by Neil Simon, so I went to see her be awesome on Friday night. She is so talented and I look up to her so much! It was a great evening at one of my favorite places.

It has been a great, great week. Those two positives encompass a whole lot, so even though I don’t have very many this week, I am still beyond blessed. Please pray for me on my first day of school tomorrow. I am so excited, but really nervous, too. I promise normal posts will be back as soon as I figure out some new time-management skills!

Foundation Routine

Here’s a little fact about myself. 

I have never had good skin. I think I started struggling with acne when I was around 11. I turn 24 on Tuesday, and it’s nowhere near getting better. Sometimes it’s a little more under control, but sometimes – like now – it’s like I have Mount Vesuvius living on my chin. I used to get really embarrassed about my face. I distinctly remember skipping half a week of class my Freshman year of college because my face was out of control. And when I get acne, it’s big and it’s deep and it hurts.

I also love playing with makeup. I started having fun with it when I got really involved in theatre. I loved being able to transform myself into somebody else by changing the way I look. I have been building up my collection and learning tricks and methods on YouTube for the last two years. While I love being able to do it for the stage, I also think it helps me with teaching. I feel like I come across as looking really young (I mean, my face looks like an acne-prone 14 year old), and therefore I feel like people (parents, administration, etc.) don’t take me quite as seriously. I wish that weren’t the case, but it does. Also, a nice application of makeup also makes me feel more professional.

So. Today, I felt like I would share what I do to clean my face up.

ImageI mean, y’all can just see how bad my face is. 

ImageImageFirst, I moisturize my face and put on eye cream. If I don’t do this, my acne tends to dry out really badly because of all the medication I put on it, and then the makeup I cover it with just looks really crusty and cakey. I’ve also pictured the brushes I use when I am doing my foundation/concealer. The only one I forgot to picture is a Sonia Kashuk powder blush. The pink thing is the Studio 35 version of the Beauty Blender, and I LOVE it.



I didn’t think to number these in the order I use them, so I’m going to list the products here, and then I’ll take you step by step through what I do.

  1. Hard Candy Glamoflague Heavy Duty Concealer in medium light.
  2. Elf Tone Correcting Powder
  3. Covergirl Outlast Stay Fabulous 3 in 1 Foundation in nude beige
  4. Maybelline Instant Age Rewind in brightener
  5. This is just a translucent loose powder that I ran out of today and accidentally threw the packaging out. Oops!
  6. NYX Above and Beyond Full Coverage Concealer in porcelain
  7. Milani Baked Blush in luminoso
  8. Wet ‘n’ Wild ColorIcon Bronzer in Ticket to Brazil
  9. I also used the eyeshadow palette called Walking on Eggshells by Wet ‘n’ Wild. I used the top, light color for a highlight.


First, I take the NYX concealer and the tiny foundation brush. I dot it all over any redness or bumps on my face, and also apply it to my baggy eyes. This is a very light concealer, but it is very full coverage. I’d rather use a concealer that is too light and correct it with blush and bronzer than use one that is too dark. Then, I take my beauty blender, and using the small, pointed end I tap the concealer into my skin. I don’t rub it, because I feel like that takes product off of my face. I just dab it until it settles in.

Next, I put two pumps of the Covergirl foundation onto my hand. Using the small foundation brush, I dot that all over my face. I then take the beauty blender, again, and dab that in as well. I never rub. It’s lots of patting and dabbing. 🙂 To get to the corners of my nose and my under eye areas, I use the small end. It’s the most versatile foundation/concealer tool ever!

After the foundation is on, I take another look at my face. If I still see blemishes showing through, I will take the Glamoflague concealer and apply more of that. This stuff is super heavy duty and thick. I normally use it as a tattoo concealer, but it does the job in tricky situations!

Next, I apply the Maybelline brightener under my eyes and under my nose, and pat that in with my finger. Regardless of how much sleep I get, I always have baggy, purple under eyes, and this stuff works miracles!

Once all the concealer is applied, I use my big Sonia Kashuk powder brush and apply the Elf tone-correcting powder. This is a translucent powder with really faint pigmentation of green, blue, yellow, and pink. The faint pigmentation counteracts problem colors and helps set all the makeup on my face. After this step, my face looks like this.


You can still see the raised bumps, but the redness and irritation is covered! However, all that foundation and concealer gives my skin a yellow, dull cast, so we just need to fix that with some blush and bronzer!

The next thing I do is take my elf blush/bronzer brush, and my Milani blush. I just tap it into the product, and apply the blush to my cheekbones. I have a really round face, so it’s important to put the product on the cheekbones, not just the round cheek area. This blush is a really nice pink with a faint, faint shimmer and it really helps give my face a glow. After that, I take the brush into the Wet ‘n’ Wild bronzer. I apply this in a ‘3’ shape on both sides of my face. I start at the temples, bring it onto the cheek, and then down to my chin/jaw line. If I am feeling like it, I will also apply this under my cheekbones as a bit of a contour to help define my cheekbones a bit. Lastly, I just swipe my finger in the highlight shade of that eyeshadow pallete, and apply that above the blush. The final step is applying the loose, translucent powder to set everything.

Then, I go on with the rest of my makeup. Maybe I’ll share my eye and lip routines another day.Image

HUGE DIFFERENCE, RIGHT?! You can’t even see that volcano on my chin! I was ready to go out to a birthday dinner with my friends after this and feel completely confident about my face, something that never would have happened a few years ago!

If you’re interested in some more makeup type content, or you’d like to see a video tutorial of something, leave a comment! I’d love to hear what you would like to see here! Makeup just happens to be something I really enjoy. 🙂

Have a great labor day weekend!




Teacher Talk Volume One

Hey, guys!

I’m sorry Truth Tuesday didn’t get written in time this week. Next week’ll just have to be a double dose 🙂

I am really excited to link up with Nicole over at Bloom today, though, because it’s the first round of Teacher Talk. Nicole and Jamie have paired a bunch of teachers (or future teachers, like me!) to encourage each other, and have come up with monthly topics to discuss.  Today’s topic? Why I teach.

It’s funny, because today was my first day of a two-week classroom management class, and we got asked the same question. All 19 people in my class went around the room and shared why we were entering into this profession and into this mission-field. People shared various reasons… they loved children, they would get summers with their own kids, they wanted to decorate classrooms, they wanted to be a positive influence on our future generations… all valid reasons and all components of my answer.

I stared at my yellow piece of paper for awhile. Teaching wasn’t something I grew up wanting to do. I wanted to be a vet. I wanted to be an Olympic horseback rider. I wanted to be an actress (okay, so that’s still a dream. Whatever.) It wasn’t until the Break Up of 2009 that God changed my plans. After the marriage was called off, I moved to Colorado. I wanted to get away and experience the unfamiliar – so I did. I was employed by a year-round camp where I took care of horses and – you guessed it – taught. I taught horseback riding lessons. I taught Colorado history to public schools that came out for retreats (I feel like an expert on Chief Ouray, the Utes, and trappers and settlers. Ask away if you’re interested.) I taught Bible studies. I worked with kids in huge groups. I worked with kids one-on-one. I did a little bit of everything.

And I loved it.

And I was good at it.

And I started to think and pray and ponder… this could be my calling. I was only planning to take a year off, and then return to Mississippi and finish my degree in English. But I was challenged so much by that year. I was terrified to admit that I wanted to teach after spending 20 years declaring my passion for anything but. But I did. I changed my major, and have spent the last four years pursuing something I didn’t plan on loving.

And what I’ve learned is that every child that I have encountered matters. The know it all? She matters. The kid that’s terrified to speak because they get hit at home if they so much as say a word? They matter. The overweight boy? He matters. The average student? She matters. The kid with 12 siblings that gets overlooked at home? He matters.

They all matter.

And I want to show them that they matter. I want to tell every child I come across that their thoughts and opinions are worth voicing. Their mind is filled with potential. Their souls were meant to soar. They all have goals, no matter how big or small, that they want to achieve. I believe that an education can help students realize that they matter. It can turn children into adventurers. It can unlock hidden potential. And if done in a loving, safe, protective environment, there is no reason a child can’t achieve.

I’m not saying I expect to see every student I come across make A’s. I’m not saying that I’m going to turn every single child that sits in a desk in my room into an artist, a scientist, a president, a writer… but I expect every person that is in my classroom to grow – including me.

My education has done a wonderful job at showing me that this is indeed the plan God has for me. With every placement I have gotten, I have fallen in love with kids and sharing love with them – my love of the subject matter and my love for working with them. I originally thought that lower-elementary would be my passion, but my heart has been really attached to upper-elementary reading. I was with fifth grade reading last semester, and this semester I will be with fourth grade.

I love teaching. I love children. I love learning, and I know that I will never stop learning on this journey, and that is so exciting. But above all – children matter. And some just need to know that.

(this is the only image I have of me teaching, thanks to my supervisor last semester. Not my best-looking day, but that was a really good lesson! I’m glad she got something to put in my portfolio 🙂 )

Positivity Sunday

This week has been…. a doozy.

I have been suffering with feelings that I can’t be too specific about on here, but I have felt very bitter, sad, and trapped over certain situations. I am terrible at letting out my feelings and I tend to just keep them caged up inside until they explode somehow. So my #1 positive thing this week means the world to me.

1. A weekend with my friends. At first, I didn’t think I was going to get to see my favorite people this weekend. Even though I have my car, I can’t really drive it until I get a tag and insurance and all that fun stuff, so I didn’t know how I was going to make it out to Pearl to be with them. Through other circumstances, I didn’t have money anyway, so I was about to sign out on another opportunity with my buddies. But in true fashion, they weren’t going to let that happen. They picked me up, paid for my movie ticket, and let me crash at their house for the evening. I’m not a scary movie fan, but for them, it’s worth it. I have hands to hold when things get too bloody on screen (we saw You’re Next, if you are wondering), and don’t have to spend the night by myself afterwards. Win-win. We reconvened last night, cooked dinner, and watched Friends. I know everybody thinks that they have the best friends on the planet, but you’re mistaken. After the rough two years I have had, I would be nowhere if it weren’t for these people. There have been nights where I have felt completely alone and defeated, and all it takes is one word and I know they are there. The number of times I have needed a shoulder to cry on or a hug that doesn’t end probably would turn people away, but if I need it, they are there. I don’t have hoards of people I let into my life, but the few that have gotten close to me? They are quality, quality people and I wouldn’t trade them for anything. They mean the world. As someone who keeps all these things bottled up inside, it was nice to know they were listening and to get stuff out somewhere beside a journal was really freeing. I know I have people praying for me and supporting me. That’s fellowship and community, guys.

2. Long runs. I decided to step up my running game a few days this week and run until I got too tired. I wasn’t worried so much about time, I just wanted to run and explore and not feel obligated to hit a certain minutes/mile. I ran 3.5 miles one time, and 4 miles the next day. It gave me a chance to explore my town, too, and I really enjoyed it. I found some really good hills and ran through the graveyard. Creepy? Maybe. But it was actually serene and peaceful.

3. This video

It’s no secret that I love muiscal theatre. I love Wicked (well, I’ve never seen the show, but I love the recording), and For Good is one of my favorite songs…ever. Kristin Chenoweth picked a random audience member who knew the song to duet with her…and this happened. Magic. Watch it. Cry a little (if you’re like me), and then read Sarah’s story here.

Let’s Talk About Singleness For A Second.


This is a word I have had to learn to love. I never ‘dated around’ in high-school. I didn’t have a boyfriend until I was 17. That relationship, though my longest, was extremely unhealthy. I was terrified of losing him, therefore confrontation of any kind wasn’t an option in my book. I did everything I could to make him happy. I was also extremely immature and the relationship was anything but Christ centered.

He was in the army, and we went through long-distance for a very long time. I was depressed my freshman year of college because my entire life centered around him. Would I be getting a letter from boot camp today? Would he call me tonight? I’d never make any plans because I was terrified I’d miss a call from him. I lost friends. I didn’t do well in classes. I didn’t go to church because I was afraid of missing him. I didn’t live my life, at all. And when we got engaged in April of 2009, my life centered around planning a wedding and moving to Alaska to be with him. So when he called me at 5 AM on a Sunday morning in June to call everything – the wedding, our relationship, everything, off, my world crumbled around me. I wasn’t enrolled for the next school year. I had nowhere to live. We’d taken out a huge loan for the wedding.

And I didn’t know how to be single.

Years later, and I’m still coming to terms with the fact that I’m single. A lot of times my mind will wander off. I could be a mother by now. We would have just celebrated our fourth wedding anniversary this month. But you know what? I couldn’t be more happy that he called it off. That statement took me two years to be able to admit. I’m happy that I didn’t marry him.

God had a lot of growing up for me to do. He still does. I’m not saying that the breakup did me good in every area. I’m terribly insecure when it comes to meeting new people. Because he ended things so suddenly, and with no reason, I had a lie pounded into my head that something was wrong with me. I believed that I couldn’t make anyone happy. I believed that no one could love me, because the only man that had ever told me he loved me ended things. I believed I wasn’t beautiful.

I believed I wasn’t worth it.

Four years later, and God has worked miracles in pouring truth into my life and erasing those lies that plagued me and kept me awake night after night. While I still deal with the insecurities of meeting people, and perhaps have become more introverted than I already was, I do believe I’m beautiful. I do believe that I’m worth it. And I do believe that if God calls me to be single, then those truths are still true.

Did you read that last statement? Read it again. If God calls me to give up one of the things I have prayed for endlessly – then I’m okay with that.

Two stories from the Bible popped into my head at random last week. One was the story of Abraham being commanded to sacrifice his son, Isaac. The son that God had promised him, despite all odds. The son that would lead to him being father of the nations. The other story that popped up into my head was that of the Rich Young Ruler.

Abraham was willing to sacrifice that which was most important to him because God asked him to. His devotion for God outweighed his love for his son. That’s a pretty big devotion. The rich young ruler tells the opposite story. He was a good person – he kept the biblical commandments, but when asked to give up his material possessions, that he loved more than anything, he walked away sad. He couldn’t give up what he loved the most in order to follow Christ.

I don’t know what made these stories pop into my head. They just kind of were… there. And I knew that if I were in these stories, the longing for a family would be inserted in the spots of Isaac and material possessions. God confronted me with this question, “Would you be willing to give up what you want the most in this world – a family of your own – to follow me?”

And for a long time, I pretended that question didn’t exist. I thought if I said ‘yes’ to that question, then that was a life sentence.

But that’s not what this was. That’s not what this is. It is an acknowledgement that a life pursuing Christ is better than a life pursuing a family. A life putting God first is better than a life putting temporary desires at the top of my priority list. It’s acknowledging that God’s plan for my life is better than me trying to set my own life up. It’s telling God, “You know best.” It’s telling him that I believe in His promises.

A husband and a family could very well be in God’s plan for me. It also couldn’t. But after days of struggling, I sat in bed crying one night, and I let go. I released the death-grip I had on this plan and gave it to God. And I breathed a sigh of relief knowing that it’s all good. I’m not saying I’m never going to struggle with this again. It’s hard when your high school friends and college friends get engaged on facebook, and you receive five wedding invitations on the same day. But I no longer feel like I’m in a state of limbo. I’m not in a state of waiting. I’m not waiting for my husband or waiting for the next phase of my life.

Instead, I’m living the life God has for me NOW. I’m living my single days – no matter how long they last – because that is what God has in store for me NOW. And living in a state of now is better than living in a state of waiting.

If you stuck around to read all of this, I’m really glad. Sometimes you just need to pour your heart out.

Truth Tuesday

 When God made his promise to Abraham, since there was no one greater for him to swear by, he swore by himself, saying, “I will surely bless you and give you many descendants.” And so after waiting patiently, Abraham received what was promised.

People swear by someone greater than themselves, and the oath confirms what is said and puts an end to all argument. Because God wanted to make the unchanging nature of his purpose very clear to the heirs of what was promised, he confirmed it with an oath. God did this so that, by two unchangeable things in which it is impossible for God to lie, we who have fled to take hold of the hope set before us may be greatly encouraged. We have this hope as an anchor for the soul, firm and secure. It enters the inner sanctuary behind the curtain, where our forerunner, Jesus, has entered on our behalf. He has become a high priest forever, in the order of Melchizedek.

Yesterday I read Hebrews 6. It was a rough morning. I felt bad, I had a killer migraine, but I pulled my Bible out anyway. Focusing wasn’t the easiest thing. I try and go by verse by verse and reflect on what I am reading so that I can make the most of my time, but it was a challenge yesterday. I felt like I read the words over and over, but nothing settled in my mind or heart, until I came to those bolded words. It is impossible for God to lie.

This is something I have known since I was little. God is good. God hates sin. Lying is a sin. I know that. But when I read it yesterday, it was like I read it for the first time. God doesn’t lie. In other words, there is a reason for my hope. My hope that his word is good and his promises will be fulfilled. They will. Why? Because God doesn’t lie.

Maybe some of you are reading this, rolling your eyes, and saying, “Well, duh.” And honestly, I probably would have, too. Like I said above, I know this and always have! But I read it in a whole new light yesterday.

Let’s just look at some of the promises of the Bible, k? In Hebrews 6, the passage above, it discusses God’s promise to Abraham – that he would be the father of many nations. Abraham had every reason to doubt this promise. He and Sarah were both getting on in their years, and on top of that, Sarah was barren. There was no way she could have a baby. But God doesn’t lie. And Abraham believed him (with patience!), and he became the father of multitudes.  

Jeremiah 29:11 is another promise. “For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the Lord, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you a hope and a future.” This is another verse I have read over and over and over again. In my younger days, when asked for my favorite verse, I would say with a smile, “Jeremiah 29:11!” And it is a wonderful verse, but I’ll admit that I never really clung to it. But I can. And I will. Because God doesn’t lie. Life seems pretty crappy sometimes. This week, I have .31 cents to my name until Friday and the only thing in the pantry is green beans. I don’t have transportation until my car gets fixed. I spent a ridiculous amount of money on a text-book I’m going to use for a two-week class (thus the bank account…), and honestly, it doesn’t look like much of a future can come out of a week like this.

But it will. Because God promised, and God doesn’t lie.

What are some promises that you cling to from the Bible? I’m yearning to read more of his truths with this assurance in my heart.

God doesn’t lie y’all. He doesn’t, and that is pretty amazing.