I’ll be honest. One of the MAIN reasons I became a teacher was for the summer vacation. Sure, I love the kids. I love getting them excited about learning, teaching them to read, and dealing with their nutty parents. But is an 8 week summer a major perk? Hell yes! Or so I used I [...]
Although there are nine years that separate my sister, Gianna, and me, we are practically the same person. We think, talk, act, and laugh alike. We even have the same taste in clothes. There is one topic that divides us like the Red Sea: Social Media. For years, Gianna has stood firm in her anti-social media beliefs [...]
I believe that the second most common question for pregnant women is, “what are you having?” It ranks after, “when are you due?” But before, “are you excited?” Last week, I had my 20 week ultrasound and found out that, come August, baby #3 will be a girl. In reality, I probably didn’t need the appointment. [...]
I’d like to think that I am a pretty even tempered person, but something has been amiss lately. Maybe you could blame my outbursts on my raging hormones. Or maybe you could say that any patience I have is being depleted by my children. Whatever the case may be, my husband often returns home from [...]
I have a scar on my left knee. It is not as noticeable as it used to be, but it is still there. I’m not even sure when it happened anymore, but I do remember how it came to be. I was what I like to call an “imaginative” child. I believed in many things [...]
Background: This post was written in response to Gwen Bell’s, The Best of 2009 Blog Challenge….because who doesn’t want to be challenged on a Friday? I’ve been thinking about how I would respond to this writing prompt for a long time, which for me translates to anything beyond 4 minutes. After a while, my brain [...]
I should be vacuuming my house right now. It’s what I do. I vacuum. Every morning, I walk into our laundry room and pull out the Dyson. I used to delight in its cheery yellow color. I imagined that I looked like June Cleaver while doing housework, only less clean, swearing under my breath, and [...]
I’m not exactly sure at what age I stopped being a kid, and started to act like a girl. Was I eight? Maybe twelve? I do remember all of the important “firsts” from my past, like the first time I shaved my legs. Honestly, I should have been warned. By a friend. Whose name starts [...]
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