#ugh I've written this twice, first a pretty pessimistic piece, and we'll try the positive side and see which one goes up. It's hard to describe this year's slicing. On one hand, my scheduling of posts was horrible. I missed... Continue Reading →
One more post about Washington D.C. and I promise I'm done. I've been here three times: once a Boy Scout in 1985(ish), once we drove out with our 6 and 4 year old daughters. We camped for a night outside... Continue Reading →
I'll admit, I was skeptical of "black light dodgeball". The parent in me started wringing my hands with "can everyone see enough" or "we've got really hard throwers" and "what is someone gets hurt?" The jock in me is flexing... Continue Reading →
This is a line from the Pixar movie, Finding Nemo. For those who are living in an alternative universe, who don't have kids/grandkids/nephews/nieces or who are cut off from technology (and thus won't be reading this blog), here's the clip where the... Continue Reading →
Yesterday, after I hit post, WordPress sent me a message: You've made 500 posts on The Life of a Conflicted Teacher. #what 500 posts. Now, I know that there are people out there who blog every day who are thinking, "Ha.... Continue Reading →
Today, we found out our pastor was being transfered to a town north of us. I'm not an especially religious person, and have connected with exactly three pastors in my life time: Pastor Jim, Pastor Arley, and now Pastor Mee.... Continue Reading →
I saw this posted yesterday as the thing to do, so while I'm a day late (pretty typical for me) it looked like a fun way to get myself thinking! So without further ado: I'm a basketball junkie. No mystery... Continue Reading →
Yesterday just sucked. Thanks to our Republican legislature's decision to take out much of what teachers can bargain for, our negotiation's team came to us an update that wasn't real upbeat, then we spent 45 minutes kicking that dead horse,... Continue Reading →
We spent part of our day on Friday at Arlington National Cemetery. I posted on my Facebook page about how I was humbled by the experience, because until you've seen the rows and rows of headstones, it's just a picture... Continue Reading →
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