Real Life and Other Randomness

There have been several times these last few weeks where I wanted to be anywhere or do anything else but what I've been doing. Many time...

My #Write30 topic of the day is to list my 3 pet peeves. There are many, but here are the first three I can think of: people who smack their...

There is a spot on my teacher evaluation form where my administrator always asks "Where do you see yourself in 5 years? In 10 years?...

All my life, I watched my parents work. I can remember asking my dad what kind of job I should have, and he told me that he hoped that one d...

I love where I work. It's pretty normal for me to say that because there's never been more than just a few hours at a time, in 15 ye...

Tomorrow morning, this little guy will head off to Kindergarten. It sounds so cliche to say that it feels like yesterday that we were a...

Sometimes, there just aren't enough reasons to love others. Sometimes, there isn't enough space, or enough words, to tell all the...

Three is a magic number. It always has been. It always will be. Our Brooklyn Claire turns 3 today. And she's pretty magic. In t...

When I was 5 or 6, I went with my mother for a portrait sitting. A local artist at the rundown Pampa mall created a beautiful portrait in ch...

A couple of weeks ago, I wrote about the hardest parts of teaching. It was tough to write because I did not want it to be seen as negative ...

My friend, Courtney, has been my friend, Courtney, for 18 years now. Today, she has been my friend, Courtney, for half of her life. We'v...