EncROACHing on my coffee…
Imagine my surprise when I poured my coffee this morning and saw something solid in the flow from pot to … Continue reading EncROACHing on my coffee…
Imagine my surprise when I poured my coffee this morning and saw something solid in the flow from pot to … Continue reading EncROACHing on my coffee…
I must admit I am usually more prone to waxing poetic than waxing political, but when I found that I … Continue reading Waxing political…
I heard that someone somewhere sinned, and my heart went out to that someone. (I speak in very general terms … Continue reading A dot on the line of eternity…
Homeward bound My present state of thinking is that flying is simply a necessary evil. (Perhaps a bit extreme? Let … Continue reading Chronicles of Marmia, Day 4
I managed to sleep until almost 6:30 this morning, and I awoke still tired but excited for the day. I … Continue reading Chronicles of Marmia, Day 3
Early a.m.: Could I live like this? Life in a hotel is inconvenient at best. I can’t see a Walgreens … Continue reading Chronicles of Marmia, Day 2
I thought I would share with you the chronicles of “school marmia,” as I and two fellow teachers (OK, one … Continue reading Chronicles of Marmia…
I hate going to weddings alone. But now that my youngest son is 16 and more eager to weed the … Continue reading This Fun’s for you…
I miss my dad. Like most little girls, I thought my dad was the most handsome, most fun, and most … Continue reading A Tribute to My Dad
To my fellow parents, I find it hard being both a morning person and a parent of a teenager. I … Continue reading Care and keeping of teenagers…
At a baby shower, I met a woman who had just recently regained the use of both her arms. She … Continue reading Two arms are better than none…
Today is my official first day of summer. As a teacher, my summer is a month shorter than my students’ … Continue reading Scheduling for success…
“Text me if you’re dying…” Those were my husband’s words to me as we parted the morning after I experienced … Continue reading “Text me if you’re dying…”
When my five children were young and we ventured into public, well-meaning older women would smile at whatever delights or … Continue reading Last lasts…
My son is mere months away from getting his real license. As we near that date, he is insisting on … Continue reading Driving Miss Crazy…
I’ve been wrestling with sleep for an hour now because my brain is tormented with a decision my department and … Continue reading The sin of multitasking…
Today we had a going away party for two faculty members who are moving. Tomorrow. Somehow, the good-bye cards never … Continue reading Terran, this blog’s for you!
Several weeks ago, I titled this post “Fat pants, cat lap…” because my cat was making me feel fat. But … Continue reading Fat pants, cat lap…