One regret that lingers from my high school days is that I didn't embarrass myself more often. Not, like, slip on spilled milk in the cafeteria and fall on my face embarrass. But the kind of invigorating embarrassment that comes from stepping outside of your comfort zone. Of taking a risk. Of ... » Learn More about Once Upon A Time, I Was a Step Team Coach
I'm a WAHM mother of three and a teacher of many. Doing my job (and career) all in the same space at the same time means many cups of coffee and a messy home, but I really do have the best of both worlds.
There's this fun thing going on each Monday with some of the pals in my computer; we're talking about our writing processes. It's a blog tour about writing, people! SWOON! As an English teacher, I've taught the writing process several times: pre-write, draft, revise, etc. It was always very ... » Learn More about I’m Cheating On My Computer With My Loose-Leaf Notebook
I was teaching Homer's "The Odyssey" in my sophomore English class: the epic poem that can also be an epic fail because of all the weird sex stuff and because sophomores. But my team teacher and I were killing it, no pun intended, when something outside caught my attention. A lump half buried in the ... » Learn More about One Teacher’s Sixth Sense: I See Dead Dogs
My first teaching gig wasn't easy. The first year was especially daunting what with a boy being thrown through the glass of my classroom door and all. I huddled around the "haters" (teachers who hated their jobs and, clearly, our students) in the Faculty Lounge, contributing to the bitch sessions ... » Learn More about That Kind of Teacher
Update: I write this as my "late summer birthday kid" heads into fourth grade. I've never once regretted red-shirting him and despite initial concerns, my husband has come to see the value in giving our son an extra year to play emotional catch-up. He's still very impulsive and reactionary when it ... » Learn More about My Son Will Not Start Kindergarten On Time