Spring Hatching

"It may be hard for an egg to turn into a bird: it would be a jolly sight harder for it to learn to fly while remaining an egg. We are like eggs at present. And you cannot go on indefinitely being just an ordinary, decent egg. We must be hatched or go bad. " ~C. S. Lewis

There have been alot of little and big changes shifting at the edge of my mind lately. This week, while I've had a week off, I've put some of those into effect.

First, I am hosting Easter for my family at MY home this year. Easter is another "married first," and now we're hosting it here. My mom is helping out in the kitchen, but still the thought of ruining a holiday meal is daunting. My cooking has become much more varied and improved over the last year, but cooking Easter dinner is still a challenge that leaves me slightly nervous.

Secondly, I bought new glasses today. This isn't a huge change and not even a bad one, just one of mention. Why, you ask? Because the last pair of glasses I owned were the first pair I had, as a sophomore in HIGH SCHOOL. That was 9 years ago. They were big and round and, let's face it, absolutely hideous. Remember Rick Moranis? Yeah. Like that. In fact, I believe my husband has only seen me wear them ONCE and that was several years ago. He's one of the "lucky" few. Most have been spared the sight (ha! I'm punny!), thus sparing me the humiliation. So. New glasses it is. And I have to say, they're darn cute, too! The optometrist and I were discussing how even 10 years ago, glasses were "dorky." Now, they're an accessory everybody wants.

Perhaps the biggest change is that I have decided to pursue my Master's degree this summer. I'll still be going back to work in the fall, but I'll be taking classes, too. When I graduated with my Bachelor's degree two years ago, I thought I'd never want to be in a classroom again. I didn't really think getting my Master's was going to be important to me. It is, though. Not because it's going to change my life, but because it's a personal goal I'd like to say I achieved.

So there it is. C.S. Lewis would be proud. No more an ordinary egg, I'm feeling ready to hatch out of my shell.