This will be Day 3 of 49 in my 7 x 7 Contract. #pleaseexplain Yes, this drives my wife crazy too, when I don't put the needed details in when talking with her. Sometimes it's the stroke, sometimes it just... Continue Reading →
First, Iowa Irish Fest was an awesome experience! Gaelic Storm never fails to amaze me on the show they put on. Being we've seen them for 8 years now, they run some of the same material, but they play with... Continue Reading →
We've had three weeks of crazy, chasing our tail, oh my goodness I'm tired stuff go on. County fair? #check Moving other daughter in Ames? #check Iowa Irish Fest? #check Iowa State Fair? #check There's one last check off to... Continue Reading →
In past blogs, I've talked about my daughter and her singing. She sings like an angel, a really powerful angel, but an angel all the same. #smallbodybiglungs So, imagine my surprise when she tells us that she's not singing our... Continue Reading →
Last week was the National Brown Swiss Convention in Coralville, Iowa. #whoopteedoo This was an event I was generally looking forward to because it would bring together a giant herd of Brown Swiss. At this point in my life, if... Continue Reading →
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 →
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 →
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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