Happy first Friday of September everyone! I've seen Facebook and Instagram posts about fall, pumpkin spice, and the lot. Meh. It's September 2, let's all take a deep breath, get a little oxygen to our respective brains, and not wish away... Continue Reading →
I'll qualify all this by saying there are no junk sports, period. Regardless of where our children focus their energies, that's what's important to them. If we are 100% behind them, we are part of the problem. That being said, I'd... Continue Reading →
My past month: lost a week of preparations due to two separate trips to the state fair. moved our oldest to college. lost a friend to college another person who's been in the family circle for years has been given a... Continue Reading →
I can admit when I'm wrong. And it takes a real man to be able to do so. 🙂 (I'm hoping my wife reads this demonstration of admitting of my being wrong.) Last year, when we were told that part... Continue Reading →
Good morning blog! Long time no see, again! I've just taken a bit of a break from writing just because I'm not feeling the urge to purge. Ha! A funny rhyme! 🙂 That urge has returned, though after the last... Continue Reading →
If you know the song On a Boat, by Lonely Island, you'll know why I cannot post the video for this (and if you look up the video, the language is NFWS). However, I cannot get that song out of my head!... Continue Reading →
I actually started this yesterday, but got distracted by something glittery, so here I am! 🙂 First, I had a pretty good pity post for myself last week, and I just wanted to thank those who took the time to... Continue Reading →
I fear the world my daughters are walking into. Paris, Brussels, Istanbul, Orlando, so many others that I don't know or remember, and now Dallas...... My daughters are preparing to walk into a world of fear and hatred, a world... Continue Reading →
Ugh. That's all I've got right now is ugh. I had somewhat high hopes for this summer, but yet realistic ones. I have one daughter who wants to work all the hours humanly possible to buy a *insert some kind... Continue Reading →
The Life of a Conflicted Teacher 