Yesterday, I announced my intent to write a book titled “Mommy, My Butt Hurts” and Other Indicators I’m Living The Dream. I’m still going to do that sometime between learning American Sign Language and how to play the guitar. (Put it on your calendars. At this rate, it should be […]
So I came across this article from The Educator’s Room last night while scrolling through my FB feed, and naturally, I was captivated. Jeff Bliss, a high school student somewhere in America, got mad at his world history teacher and blew up in front of the whole class, criticizing the […]
I’ve always been “high strung” — you know, that thing people call you when you like things to be a certain way and you are bossy and you sweat the small stuff and you can’t stand when pictures hanging on a wall are off center but have no problem leaving […]
S is for Stress I am Stressed. Out. I can’t commit to one responsibility for longer than 10 minutes because the other responsibilities just sit there, mean muggin’ me. I have papers to grade. No matter how many I grade, the pile continues to grow. I have dishes to wash. […]