Back to the Roots

I believe it’s time for me to return to the original purpose of this blog which is to inform you of some of my most recent English lessons. Over the past three months since I returned from a month home for Christmas, I have been more immersed than ever in British culture. This is mostly as a result…

And All Was Right with the World

While February 25 was only 6 weeks ago, it feels like 6 years. Why? Because during those 6 weeks I was, for the first time since I can remember, caffeine free. That’s right. Sleepy-eyed, I jumped on the wagon and made myself stay put for the season of Lent. This was no easy task.  I think I…

Rain, Rain and Then Some More Rain

There’s just something about Oxford after it rains. I noticed it a few weeks ago while walking down High Street toward the bridge. You’re not allowed to be a building on that street unless you’re at least 200 years old, and most are older. So the stone, accustomed to being pelted and worn by…

For Your Viewing Pleasure…

So I’m lame and can’t exactly figure out how to make my text fit around my photos like I want it to, but below are a select few of the pictures I took of the Week of Snow in Oxford and my trip to visit the lovely Amy Jo Couchman in her current residence: Barbastro, Spain…

The Shed

After my first two weeks of class in Oxford last semester I was on the brink of insanity. Why? 1: Because just looking at my syllabus stressed me out to no end (in fact, I think I called my parents after my first Shakespeare class and told them I was quitting grad. school) 2: Because I didn’t know…

Mr. and Mrs. Bishop

Writing that feels strange. My older sister, Jenna, no longer carries the Lucado name, and, in the words of some guy at the reception, I am now “the oldest Lucado daughter.”  My sister married Brett Bishop Jan. 17, 2008 in San Antonio, TX. Everything was beautiful to say the least, but my favorite part (besides the abundance of…

FAMiliarity

On Dec. 18 at 7 p.m., after three months of newness– new country, new house, new roommates, new school, new cultural references, new way of ordering my Starbucks drink, new grocery store, new church, new post office and stamps– I happily stepped from the airplane walkway, connecting flight CO something to Gate something into the San Antonio International Airport…

So we have a new president…

wanna pray for him? Here’s a link to a really awesome Web site that will motivate you to pray for Obama until and on inauguration day…

"Leave"

The idea and picture of home has never seemed more beautiful than it does today. Maybe it’s the coming of the holiday season. Maybe it’s just the amount of time I’ve been away from my family. Or maybe it’s the strange realization that life is more independent now and has to be…

They're Just Little Things

I have small goals I’ve secretly set for myself. Secretly, meaning, until now, I haven’t written them down or told too many people about them. They’re more set in order to keep me going when life gets monotonous; they’re just little things. Like… putting the exact right amount of creamer in…