You Got What Grade?!!?
They’re the big kids now. No more cushy, bendable rules. No more rainbows and butterflies.
I Once met a Lady with Pink Hair
It’s not a mid-life crisis. If it were, I’d be driving around in an orange Chevy Camaro.
Freaking Amazing!
Let’s cut to the chase, shall we? That brain scan is freaking amazing!
My Heart was in Third-Grade Today
I woke up 30 minutes before my alarm this morning which was a dark and too early 5:30 a.m. Never, over the summer, would I have done this!
A Love Child called Gibberish
It’s like I dropped it somewhere back last year and kept moving forward without remembering to run back and get it.
No Vacancy
Call me what you will…brute, barbarian, not-a-bird-lover…. That’s fair.
Backyard Bunting
As if the bunting in my house that I’ve thrown together since becoming the proud owner of a sewing machine isn’t enough, I decided that it was extremely necessary for me to have one adorn our backyard pergola.
Today, I Become an Actual Writer
Today was a long time coming. I finally sat down to compose a bunch of words that come from the thoughtful and emotional side of my brain that I one day soon would hope to turn into a book.
Mom, What’s a Wedgie?
It could have been much worse. It could have been a really bad word. Or gesture. It was really bad. But not the worst.
For a Friend
At what age do our motherly neuroses become an embarrassment to our children? I’m asking for a friend.