July 2009

Hope Wears Converse and Skinny Jeans.

Do you suffer from teen phobia? Do you shudder in fear when you see a group of adolescents walking towards you in a crowded shopping mall? Do your ears bleed when you hear the lyrics of popular music playing on the Ipods of Generation “WhatTheHell?” Do you scowl at the youth of today and tsk [...]

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Yep. I’m That Sentimental.

Today.I have been waiting for today for a while now.Not because I do not love what I do.My job is a blessing in my life; I really believe I have been called to teach. But the Good Lord knows that teachers, especially Kindergarten Teachers, need time to rest, rejuvinate, and HEAL. I did not cry [...]

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There Are Worse Things I Guess…..

You know that feeling you get, when someone says “You are just like your mother!” You know. That feeling where you want to wrap chicken wire around the person’s throat so that they never again utter those dreaded and very untrue words. Ever felt that way? Because I do. Lately, a little more than I [...]

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Just Can’t Keep My Mouth Shut

I appreciate your desire to be recognized for your achievements, rather than your inabilities. I value your right to embrace yourself “just as you are.” I respect and admire your self-confidence. I understand that you are Zen with the way things are. I despise your judgmental words, striking at organizations designed to foster research and [...]

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The Fight

I cannot close my eyesbecause everytime I doI seemy face contortedby ragewords flung in self-defenseshockreplacing the blood in my veinsand it is three days of silenceas I walk the same path as youonly three steps behindI wonder if you really meant what you saidand I am too busy worryingabout my reputationand being rightto realize that [...]

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A Letter of Apology

Dearest Cousin Anna: I felt compelled to write this apology letter to you after spending the weekend mauling your five month pregnant belly. I know this was highly inappropriate, but everytime I saw you and your cute little bump I couldn’t help but rub and tap and admire it. Awkward, I know. Also. I realize [...]

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More Than Just a Game

I am watching my husband as he joins in a game of soccer between students and teachers. He is subbing for the day at my school today, a rare opportunity for us all to be together, Superman on the field with his friends and Monchichi having arrived by bus hours ago from summer school, now [...]

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A Bed Fit For A Queen. And Three Other People.

Someone’s gonna get hurt around here. I can’t take it anymore. And neither can my husband. Our kids have completely taken over our marital bed.No matter what we do, they always manage to find their way back. We have bribed them with candy, money, unsupervised playdates and stock options.We have threatened them with no tv, [...]

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10 Ways to Avoid Writing Your Book

1. Sweep every concrete surface within a five mile radius of your home. 2. “Accidentally” slam your right pointer finger (essential for keyboard functioning) in the car door. 3. Ask your mother for some child-rearing advice. 4. Watch The View. 5. Plant a garden and watch it grow. Literally. 6. Blog 7. Excersise (Now you [...]

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It’s more than just a number.For me, it’s part of the scenic route towards some awesome, unknown destination. It’s being able to wear a bathing suit, despite your bodily imperfections, at a kid’s birthday party, because playing in the pool with your children is more important than looking like a centerfold in a bikini. It’s [...]

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