Photo by Rovelyn Camato on Pexels.comReaders - I have no idea what this image is about, but all the others that came up from searches for "fizzle/whimper/somber/incontinence..." were too disturbing to post. Just like my recent blogging spurt, December ended with a "fizzle" and a "whimper" – which in addition to pointing my thoughts directly… Continue reading Fizzling and Whimpering – No This Isn't An Incontinence Commercial
Photo by Amanda Hoving 2019 My students smile hugely when they see me waiting for them in the tiny gym, because this is it, the answer to their repeated question of, “Is it TODAY?!” Their teamwork, good behavior and grit has paid off, their group jar has been filled to the brim with coveted colorful… Continue reading Just a Teacher Taking Requests
Well, hello sloth-like beings! I hope you’re reading this while snuggled up on the couch in your favorite flannel onesie as you (if you’re in the U.S.) scrape that last bit of pumpkin pie off your protruding belly. (Save that good stuff for later!) You may be looking at the title of this post in… Continue reading SUPER Book-Sloth Saturday, #4
Family photo created by rawpixel.com - http://www.freepik.com I am no longer 21. Or 31. Beyond that, I don’t wish to get into specifics – in my dreams I haven’t changed much since high school (maturity-wise), and I’d like to keep it that way. The world is still mine for the taking! There are Olympic sports… Continue reading Can the Applause for Accomplishments-Based-On-Age Please Stop Being a Thing?
'Tis the the season of elastic waistbands and passive aggressive family meals, so I'm over at Middle Grade Minded today talking about my ideal Thanksgiving dinner guests! (Hint: They are fictional! And some of them have magical powers! And vats of brown sugar! And extremely sharp teeth!) Because there's nothing crazy about breaking bread with… Continue reading Sorry, Aunt Mabel, but Harry’s already sitting there…
Image via Inspirexpress.com Hello, LIFE WARRIORS! I know it's getting chilly. I know it's getting dark. I know your muscles are starting to atrophy under the weight of your slovenly-introverted ways. *stares into the silence* Ok. Just me, then. Well, no matter your current heart rate, if you're in the mood for an autumnal readerly… Continue reading A Good Reason to Stay Wrapped Up in Your Burrito Blanket