#thirtydaysofthanks #thirtydaysofgivingDAY 29: DOGGONE DRYER SHEETSHere is why I think dogs have the capacity to make a plan and execute it with clandestine craftiness. Dryer sheets. I have two dogs, Molly and Breesie. One of them is challenging me with dryer sheets. I hate folding laundry. Worst chore by far. I fold my laundry on … Continue reading DOGGONE DRYER SHEETS
#thirtydaysofthanks #thirtydaysofgivingDAY 28: CANDY CANE BALANCEThere are some things that just taste like Christmas. When I was a kid, I loved Butter Rum Lifesavers from the “storybook” box that Santa always left in my stocking. My sisters and I would sit and crack nuts and eat them while we watched Rudolf and Frosty and The … Continue reading CANDY CANE BALANCE
#thirtydaysofthanks #thirtydaysofgivingDAY 24: PLAYING POUNCEWhen I was 11 years old, my family moved to Wales. My dad was in the Navy and was sent for a two year tour of duty. This was in the 70’s when international phone calls were way out of reach and letters took two months to cross the ocean and … Continue reading PLAYING POUNCE
#thirtydaysofthanks #thirtydaysofgivingDAY 23: CHAOTIC COUNTDOWNSI shamelessly spoil my students. I love Christmas. So when they said they wanted to decorate the classroom for Christmas, I headed to the shop and loaded up some decorations to bring to school. Yes, I went ahead and put my tree up at home. Don’t judge. Do not. As I … Continue reading CHAOTIC COUNTDOWNS
#thirtydaysofthanks #thirtydaysofgivingDAY 22: HAIRCUT FELLOWSHIPEvery six weeks, on Tuesday, at 3:45 pm, I get my hair cut. My hairdresser is TJ. One Tuesday afternoon, TJ was cutting my hair and she said, “You sister is my next appointment.” So I stuck around and visited while TJ cut my sister’s hair. Cindy and I had tons … Continue reading HAIRCUT FELLOWSHIP
#thirtydaysofthanks #thirtydaysofgivingDAY 21: GUARDING AGAINST THE GRINDI’m among the majority of the population who does not like going to the dentist. I get a little short of breath just pulling up to the building. If I’m having any treatment beyond a cleaning, I want the gas. Petroleum, pinto beans, nitrous oxide - if it can … Continue reading GUARDING AGAINST THE GRIND
#thirtydaysofthanks #thirtydaysofgivingDAY 20: BLIND TO THE BROKENESSFor some time now, I've been battling a gnat. The life expectancy of a gnat is two weeks. This particular gnat is apparently immortal. It's also somewhat omnipresent or, at the least, so fond of me that it never leaves the space around my head. When I'm getting ready … Continue reading BLIND TO THE BROKENESS
#thirtydaysofthanks #thirtydaysofgivingDAY 19: PICTURE PERFECTI did something painful this weekend. I agreed to take family photos for my sister. Grownup children and shared custody of grandchildren make for rare times that you can get the whole family together. That rare time was going to occur between the hours of 8:00 and 9:00 on a Saturday … Continue reading PICTURE PERFECT
#thirtydaysofthanks #thirtydaysofgivingDAY 18: SMILING BACKI never know what’s happened to our students between the time they get off the bus after school and get back on the next morning. Some of them don’t have much to look forward to, so they look forward to coming to school. I try to keep that in mind when … Continue reading SMILING BACK
#thirtydaysofthanks #thirtydaysofgivingDAY 17: TIME FOR REFLECTIONI don’t like changing the clocks. I don’t care if it’s spring forward or fall backwards, it makes me a little nuts. Fall back always sounds good, that extra hour of sleep blah, blah, blah. Are you kidding? I’ve laid in bed for an hour every morning this week waiting … Continue reading TIME FOR REFLECTION
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