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?
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
Photo by Edu Carvalho on Pexels.com There were two golden years when all four of my children attended the same school together. Each morning, our harried but single-route commute took us through the church parking lot adjoining their school. Most days we were cruising through just as the morning service was letting out. And, most… Continue reading Living Life Like the 95-Year-Old in the Parking Lot (While Avoiding Charges of Manslaughter)
Photo by Pawan Yadav on Pexels.com Though teachers and students across the U.S. have been trickling back to school for the past several weeks, the celebration of Labor Day traditionally signals the final, “That’s all folks!” regarding summer fun. Or any fun. Whatsoever. Did I mention I’m a teacher heading back this week? Now parents,… Continue reading Back to the Mountain. Again.
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”
Husband: "Do you think the Hawks high-five each other after they make it through the hoop?" Me: "Yes, because I keep finding feathers on the bottom of my shoes." This was the conversation my husband and I had as we looked not at a bunch of freakishly tall people on our TV screen, but at… Continue reading Where I Avoid Explicatives While Talking About Rejection