Let’s Meet

Hello there! Thank you for stopping by. Do you want to be blogging friends?

I do! But I suppose, before I can ask for your friendship, I should formally introduce myself.

I’m Sharlee. I am a wife, daughter, sister, cousin, granddaughter, friend, church goer, teacher, reader, and hot chocolate drinker–to tackle of few of my roles.

There are days when I’m extremely proud of the woman that I am. There are days when I think that I’m probably one of the worst people I know. This is a battle I struggle with constantly.

If I do have anything to be proud of, I credit that to my mom. I have never once doubted that I was loved. I have always known how much my mom loves me. I think that is the greatest blessing a mother can give her child. I swear, it’s made all the difference in the world. I believe that if everyone in the world (me included) was a little more like my mom, the world would be a better place….a thousandfold. She posts every Friday on here, so you’ll get to know and love her too.

I have one brother. I adore him. He calls me “Fat,” “Ham,” Fat ham,” and “Hamlet” and these, to me, are terms of endearment. My brother is hilarious and I laugh at him like nobody else. He is the exact opposite of me, but we are very good friends.

I love my husband like crazy. He came into my life and turned my world upside down and it just hasn’t been quite right since. Nothing is what I thought it was…in the best of ways. I could just devour him. He is so handsome, smart, kind, patient, and fun. I can’t get enough of him! I still get giddy when he holds my hand. I still get butterflies when we indulge in a a few kisses on the couch while watching a movie (or one of our TV shows). I could cuddle up next to him forever. He makes me happy.

I love my dog, Mal. He’s a mutt and the best dog there ever was! Seriously! He is my oh-so-faithful companion. We hang out quite a bit when Zach is in class or working and I’m home. He stays by my side. He’s quite attached to me and I love him for it.

I have a best friend, Misty. We have been friends since our junior year of high school. We’ve got an amazing history.

I don’t have a lot of friends, but the ones that I have mean a lot to me. I love them!  That said, I’m horrible at being social. I’m pretty much a homebody–but I am working on that. Slowly but surely.

I teach elementary school. I won’t even commit to a grade (right now it’s 3rd) because it’s ever changing. I love my students, though. I don’t believe in complaining about them. I do know that the public school system needs some serious work. I am aware of that, but I go into work and I do the best that I can and that’s enough for me.

A few other things:

I’m passionate about pretty much everything. That is not an exaggeration. There’s not really ever a middle ground with me.

I don’t have a singing voice at all. I didn’t know this until I was in middle school, singing away in my room, and my parents informed me that I couldn’t carry any sort of tune. It made me super self conscious.Amazing as my mom is, I never let her live certain things down. This is one of those things.  Zach is amazing, though, and he says he loves to hear me sing (even when I’m seriously belting out Adelle) because it’s me and my voice.

I’m opinionated. I make my opinions known amongst co-workers, friends, and church members. It doesn’t always make me wildly popular and I know this. I don’t care. I have a mind of my own, a passionate one at that, and I am proud of it.

I love country music. I’m obnoxious about it. I write about it too much probably.

I am a “crier.” I am not ashamed of this. I have a big heart and it feels deeply and tears come. It’s not a sign of weakness, it’s a sign of me being me.

I like having a clean house. I wouldn’t necessarily say I enjoy the act of cleaning (though there are some acts that I do enjoy) but I like to have a clean house.

I don’t craft. I don’t desire to craft.

I love food.

I love high heels. I don’t own a pair of flat dress shoes.

I love black and white. If it’s black and white polka dots, even better! I own too many items of clothing that fit said criteria. I need some color in my closet.

I’m a member of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints. My faith is very dear to me. With that said, I don’t feel that you have to be in order for us to be friends. Until I got married, I had like 3 friends of my faith…the rest believe something different…and we all get along just fine. As it should be.

I hope you enjoy reading around my blog. Leave a compliment comment and let me know what you think!

Hopefully we’ll be friends soon!


6 thoughts on “Let’s Meet”

  1. Is it weird that I think we’re destined to be friends? I too am passionate about being an elementary teacher, my sweet beagle puppy (Maggie), and country music. I’m in my 9th year of teaching this year. I looped with grade 3-4 for 2 years and have been 3rd every year since, until this year when I’ve moved to 5th! (Scary but exciting change!) I sing along EVERY time with your current song obsession :) Without my faith I’d see no point in anything. I’m most grateful for parents who also left no question in my heart that I am loved. I do love crafting though (more collecting ideas than actually getting them done) and I only own 1 pair of heels (bought for my daughter’s wedding). I am currently obsessed with a bright peacock shade blue but I’m not brave enough to embrace color to the degree I love them. I kind of long for relationships like you describe with your husband, brother, and friends. (Long, probably toxic stories I’ll spare you)/ I’m probably your mother’s age, but look forward to being inspired by the spirit and energy I sense you are sharing through your blog!

    • Kelly, I am so happy you wrote!!! First of all, NO! I don’t think it’s weird that you think we’re destined to be friends. I love blogging for that reason, making new friends and learning from them. I love the insights I get from talking with other people. Too crazy that you’re a teacher, too! Especially the grade level stuff. I’m only in my fourth year of teaching. I started out in fifth grade. We eliminated a fifth grade classroom so I was moved to fourth grade. I spent two blissful years there. We eliminated a fourth grade classroom. So I am now in third and what a jump it is to move down a grade level. I didn’t feel it as much when I went from fifth to fourth, but I sure do feel it now!!! I feel blessed by my relationships which you speak of (I certainly don’t deserve them), but I am not immune to the toxic stories in my own life…oh aren’t those the things that make life so colorful?!?! Or at least that’s what we hear at church all of the time, blessings come through adversity. Trying to learn that myself and learn to distance myself kindly away from those that don’t make me feel good. I’m so glad you wrote and hope to chat with you more!

  2. Sharlee,
    I’d like to think we are already friends, but I feel like I could get to know you better and would really like to. I love following your blog, its one of my new favorites :) I’m going to be out of town for the next fee weeks but when we get back we should plan something. Thanks for blogging!

    • Jasmine, thanks so much for your kind words! Yes, we are friends, but getting together sometime sounds great! We’ll have to make it happen when you get back in town!

  3. Yes let’s be friends! I’m a Mormon Mama blogger who has been married for seven blissful years. I love finding creative ways to teach my two girls who are 4 years and 16 months old. I look forward to reading your posts!

    • So glad to get your comment, Danielle! I just added you to my Google reader. I look forward to getting to know you through your posts as well. Thanks for commenting! :) Also, glad to hear the “blissful” years part. :) It’s refreshing, you know?!

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