Photo by Jessica Lewis on Pexels.com Boom Boom Boom The knocking started at 8:30 AM on a muggy-muck Wednesday a couple of weeks ago. Unaccustomed to early-morning visitors (or, any visitors...ever), I half-jogged towards the noise, spying the uniform through the window: navy, crisp, foreboding. My heart rate increased to a hummingbird’s. As I opened… Continue reading Where a Visit from a Police Officer Demonstrates a Thing or Two About “Presentation”
Here's the situation: Barbara Walters recently swooped upon me in the form of a dream. At least, I hope it was a dream, because otherwise I have some serious home security issues to look into. At first, I was temporarily blinded by the sudden spotlight, and I thought maybe a guardian angel had (finally) come to call. But, when I heard the tell-tale lisping I… Continue reading Barbara Walters Made Me Write This Blog Post.
It was a lazy Friday night and I had just finished telling my husband about day five at my new job in an elementary school library. He sat quietly for a moment, and then grinned at me in a crooked little way. "What?!" I demanded. I thought of the ice cream I had just inhaled. "Is there Chocolate… Continue reading Your Job (And A Four Letter Word)
It's become clear that I'm not one of those people who can successfully blog and "do summer" at the same time. Kind of like those unfortunate folks who can't rub their bellies and climb Mt. Everest while simultaneously trying to figure out a better name for Generation Z. Wimps. Thus a blogging vacation ensued. One week passed. Then two. My continued silence led… Continue reading Five Things I Learned On Blogging Vacation
We have deemed this season as, "The Summer of our Discontent." No matter my pledge to be present for my kids during these sunny months, life has posed some distractions. In the past four weeks, our basement flooded, the phone line went down, and the air conditioning in my car blew up. There have been scheduling issues, hospital visits, Lego disputes,… Continue reading Eight Days Without A Refrigerator (Life At Room Temperature)
Every fall, on the day after Thanksgiving, my family and I take part in our annual tradition of dragging out of all of the Christmas boxes, and competing in the, "Who can last the longest at putting up all of the decorations?" contest. I always win. On January 1st we hold another competition. This one's called, "Who can last the… Continue reading On Being A More Observant Writer (Or, Why Is There Still A Poinsettia In My Kitchen?)