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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 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!
Some people have comfort food. I have comfort shoes. (To be honest, I have both.) I wear sandals during the … Continue reading Happy feet…
I have often complained that I inherited the worst physical attributes of both of my parents. My dad’s acne and … Continue reading What my mother did right…
A memoir: I am at Caspersen Beach, watching three of my five children play with my sister’s three children. My … Continue reading Sands of time…
Cleaning out the garage, I came across a box of my old trophies, medallions, and ribbons, once received with such … Continue reading True trophies…
“One of these things is not like the others, One of these things just doesn’t belong…” ** So, apparently, I’ve … Continue reading Cultivating A.D.D.
“It was the best of times, it was the worst of times…” This paradox beginning A Tale of Two Cities … Continue reading Why I teach…
I’ve had a hard time writing lately–or at least a hard time self-publishing. I miss my newspaper colleagues and their feedback. … Continue reading Bane or blessing?
I envy my seniors. Their class of seventeen is the largest our school has graduated–ever–and while its size has been … Continue reading Cheers!
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