Yesterday, I got an out of the blue email from a former player wishing me a happy birthday. I was a bit shocked, because seriously, how would she know? Then I remembered, during our band trip she'd mentioned she has... Continue Reading →
It's my birthday. #ugh I'm 47. #doubleugh My grade partner sent out this AWFUL picture of me in my homecoming costume as a reminder to the 7th and 8th graders. #howmanyughscanIhave Yet, it's a good day. I found one of... Continue Reading →
#Istruggle I struggle with my weight. I feel the stress oozing through my pores, and know that I'll medicate it with food. I am the poster child for stress eating, the sweeter the better. I struggle with watching my 8th... Continue Reading →
I've got another blogs half way done about teachers in Iowa and the Iowa Legislature, but I figured I push a little positive energy out into the world today. Last night, I had the opportunity to attend the Young Writers'... Continue Reading →
I've been on a bit of a hiatus since the Slice of Life Challenge. My writing mojo, while primed after March, just fizzled with the onslaught of school and family, with the difficulties that each offer. We'll try to return... Continue Reading →
Ice glaze in the morning. Snow started to the north. Most schools in the area were out by 1:00 P.M. Anyone tired of this screwy weather? #raiseshand I'll start seeds for my garden this weekend and hopefully this will stop... Continue Reading →
#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 →
The Life of a Conflicted Teacher 