I found this transcript in my files tonight. It’s one of my favorite encounters. Kid, upon watching video of himself sneaking into the teacher’s lounge, kicking the machine, and stealing candy about thirty minutes prior: That ain’t me! Principal: The … Continue reading
See these? They’re trash bags. Remember me? I’m the crazy lady who gets all excited about trash bags. But if you had to drive around all week with your trash in the back of your pickup truck, you’d want cute … Continue reading
I am quickly swept off my feet by a man who can turn a phrase well. Quirky rhymes of rhythmic perfection? I’m his. Tom Lehrer, be mine? Of course, he’s eighty years old now so he probably wouldn’t be interested, … Continue reading
Oh my gosh, I LOVE flying! I even like the bumps; they remind me of carnival rides, which I also love. But I wouldn’t be ME without a litany of complaints, now would I? Don’t you think it would be … Continue reading
I’ll be home again on Saturday night – TS, may we stay with you that night? – so be thinking of me, please, as I catapault through the air from West to Middle on that day. So far from home, … Continue reading
In a previous life, I think I must have been Alice from The Brady Bunch. I love to cook for lots of people! I also dress funny, have “decided” opinions, and, until last week, I had weird, dowdy hair. Honestly, … Continue reading