The Social Porcupine

Hello.  I've been wearing lots of yellow since I stopped blogging. There are dried wildflower bouquets all over my car. I've shaved maybe three times in the last couple years. I've worn shoes only a handful of times. I applied to a school for the first time ever in my young life this week. . . but I've been teaching embroidery classes at a couple different Montessori schools all summer.  I'm cheerier, and older, and quieter. I'm not wiser, yet. I've started writing again, last month, working every day on my novel, just a few sentences. I'm writing about a happy character named Eden, and so for at least five minutes every day, I too am happy.  Been learning French for four months. I might be smart, but I can't master English. Friends and family constantly remind me of this. But soon I shall be saying to everyone, " Pardon, your French  ain't spelled quite right."  Where have  I been?  I...

First time in a college taking an unofficial German language test  By the time you read this post, I'll have been in Germany two days or so, I think (Germany is like eight hours ahead from where I live, so I'm not sure exactly what day it'll be that this will post).  I've always been obsessed with Germany. I think?  But I can't really tell you why.  I've always loved Germanic stories and fairytales. I've loved reading German history ... anabaptist history, early church history, world war history, and so much more.  When I was thirteen-sixteen we lived with the Amish, and I read a lot of German stuff during that time and really fell in love with the High German.  Also, my grandma has some German in her lineage. And I'm a lot like her ... helpfully blunt, hardworking, crazy sense of humor, and in-your-face opinionated. I'm not afraid to take charge or speak or ... anything. In fact, if something scares me, I have to do it (if ...