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Brissue
Today I am continuing with my new feature: Made-It-Up Mondays. I am throwing out a 100% made-up word and asking you to a) define the word, and b) then use the word in a sentence that indicates how the word could be used. C’mon. Play along….
My Son's First Concert
When my husband first suggested we take our son to see Steely Dan, live, in concert, I tried to gently suggest it might be a bad idea. “He’ll love it,” Hubby insisted, in that clueless way that husbands sometimes insist on things. What he really meant was: “I want to see Steely Dan in concert.”…
Read The Books by Steve Hess #twits
My guest writer today is Steven Hess. He is a bit of a rabble-rouser. He is a smarty-pants who speaks his mind. I rather love this about him. Over the last year, I’ve learned that Steven writes well, too. So I knew I had to get a piece of that action. Enjoy….
The Day I Got It All Wrong
When I teach, I come to class prepared. In fact, I sometimes come to class with a Plan A, Plan B and an Emergency Back-Up Plan. I think this stems from the days when I didn’t exactly know what I was doing….
Kite Drowning at Deb Bryan's Today
I am guest posting at Deborah Bryan’s place today. She’s The Monster in Your Closet. Come read me there!…
A Different Kind Of Punishment #twits
Save Sprinkles is my guest blogger today. And she is writing about her memory of her fifth grade teacher, Mrs. Larson….
From Zhaghzhagh to Arborcade
Today marks the beginning of a new feature for me: Made-It-Up Mondays. On Mondays, I am going to throw you a 100% made-up word and ask you to a) define the word, and b) then use the word in a sentence that indicates how the word could be used. What inspired this? Well, I’ll tell you….
Roots & Wings
Way back in December, a brochure made its way into my house advertising a summer kids’ camp at the Rochester Institute of Technology. Monkey read it hungrily and announced that he really wanted to take a computer programming class….
Hard Ass by Jessica Buttram #twits
He came to teach at my high school my junior year. The summer before school started, we received a letter in the mail from him with a list of reading material, as well as our first writing assignment, to be turned in on the first day. What? I had attended an academically advanced school since sixth grade, and, though we had summer reading lists, not once did I have to write a paper when I should have been working on my tan lines….
Gazpacho for Muchacho
A few days ago our family was eating dinner. It was a warm, breezy summer night and we were having our supper outside at our heavy black wrought-iron table, under our umbrella in the backyard. It was a light meal: a little bread, some cheese and fresh fruit. And gazpacho….