Sunday, February 18, 2018


So, I wrote this little post ...

In response to the latest school shooting this last week, I did what people who are living the writerly life do. I wrote.  This particular writing just happened to be a Facebook post.

It wasn't political in nature, despite what some might think.

It was born from a place of increasing frustration I've felt with this US against THEM mentality growing in American education -- okay, so maybe a titch political.

I wrote it after a dear friend and colleague told me that her daughter asked her if she would step in front of a gunman to save students. Her answer was, "Yes!"

I walked away from the conversation shaken.  I mean, I would hope any of us would do step in front of a gunman to save our kids.  I'm pretty sure most of us would. They are OUR KIDS just as much as they are yours. And so I wrote ... from the heart ... what was swirling around in my mind and heart ...

Apparently, I struck a chord.

A rather large chord.

Normally, my Facebook posts are private for friends' eyes only.  I don't need everyone all up in my business ... not that my business is interesting enough to be all up in.  But still.

I received a request from a friend to make my post public...and then another request...and another.  Before I knew it, it was being shared and liked and commented on up and down the Eastern Sea Board.

Then it crossed the Mississippi River?  Oklahoma, Utah, Texas, California!

At this point, my little post has been shared over a 1,000 times, liked over 1,300 times, and well over 100 comments have been made about it (I did have to delete all political comments as I didn't need to read it nor was that the scope of my writing).  As I type this, it is STILL being shared!

I'm blown away ... that something I wrote could strike a chord with so many ... could conjure up so much emotion and incite so much conversation.

I'm humbled as well. You see, as a small child, I picked up a pencil, even before I knew how to hold one, and I began writing stories even before I knew how to form letters.  It's taken awhile, but I've come to believe that being a writer is part of my destiny.

This past week, this crazy little post I wrote? It was a billboard from God to me ... YOU NEED TO BE WRITING  -- LOVE, GOD.  I need to finish the novel I started. I need to begin the other ones swirling in my mind. IT HAS TO HAPPEN.

So, I wrote this little post ...

Thursday, February 15, 2018


Sometimes, it is just plain hard to find stuff to be thankful for, you know?

I mean, the piles of laundry haven't gone down. The piles of papers on my desk haven't gone down. The stack of dishes in the sink haven't gone down. The amount of criticism isn't any less. My anxiety sure enough hasn't gone down!  And who is paying these bills anyway????

And the state of affairs in our world today?  I mean, what is good about any of that?

It's enough to make a person good and depressed.

However, the silver linings....there are always silver linings, right? 

Like, for instance (I teach fourth grade. This is standard fourth grade speak, and so help me, I can't stop myself!), it was 72* today! Okay, yes, it was rainy and gray most of the day, but 72 DEGREES! In February! I mean, I can't complain.  Plus, and this is an added temperature bonus, the birds were singing a song that sounded suspiciously like SPRING! Y'all. This to me is a good section of that silver lining I was just prattling on about.

Because of the warm weather, when I finally got home this evening, I opened the windows! I love the feel of the breeze blowing through the windows and the sounds of the night. As an added bonus, I was witness to The Cat pretty much losing her mind over the fact that the windows were open for the first time since some time in October or November. That, in itself, was purely entertaining.

There are weekend plans to be made!  Fun weekend plans!

And as much as I do not want to admit to #46, there is a birthday to look forward to ... the first one in 11 years to be celebrated with the WHOLE family.

There's a lot of YUCK and POO that I could be wallowing in this week, but digging for the nuggets of sunshine and rainbows has done my heart and my mind wonders!

There's always something to be grateful for ... it just may take some time with a shovel, mining for those precious bits.

Wednesday, February 14, 2018


Well, I survived another Valentine's Day.

Nothing says, "Hey! You're single, and we're going to really make that obvious," like a little ole day dedicated to lovers.


All the flowers and chocolates and lovey dovey stuff. 

I cannot with it all.

I decided to show that I love myself (or I'm at least trying to love myself) by going to the Y and working out in the pool. 

I am now satisfactorily sore (this is what I get for skipping for more than a week ... er two ... ). 

Having dug around in my deep freeze and unearthed a bean, sausage, and spinach soup from who knows how long ago, I have poured myself a glass of wine.  I'm in my pajamas, smelling of chlorine, and I am giving serious thought to calling it a night with my Kindle in hand.

But I will raise my glass to all you love birds out there and wish you cheers and many more Valentine's Days.  And bah humbug!

Tuesday, February 13, 2018


I long ago realized I was never going to earn any TEACHER OF THE YEAR accolades. There's a certain type of person that gets that award. I'm not that person. In fact, I am probably the antithesis of such a person. Let's be honest here, I am not adorable. I don't have a cute little life with cute little kids and a handsome husband. I'm not academically creative. I struggle with statistics, and data and I don't always get along. 

What do I have? I have a cat, and she could care less about following any direction in this house.

Furthermore, I really try not to call attention to myself. I don't create flashy lessons. I don't toot my horn to any one. I do what I have to do, and I try to do it to the best of my abilities, despite what others might think.

I strive to make sure my students learn, and my greatest desire is for them to discover the joy of reading and writing. Sometimes, I think I make that happen. Other times, wellllll, I look in the mirror and ask myself where I went wrong ... when did I take that wrong turn???

It's been a discouraging last couple of weeks, and the more I tried to find the good in the day ... the beauty in the day ... the things to be grateful for in the day ... the more I would find myself wondering what in the heck I was doing anyway!

Today, I received an email from a parent.  It was your normal, every day email with parent and teacher give and take. Nothing super special about it.

I answered the parent's questions, and that parent responded accordingly.

But then the parent ended the reply with this: "Thanks for being one of the greats in [my child's] life."

I don't feel like "a great." I feel like I am constantly being reminded of all the things at which I am failing miserably.  To be considered some one's greats?  Well, it doesn't feel like it fits, you know?

And yet, it was a bright spot in my day.  It left me smiling....and smiling is a good thing.

So, here's to the Greats in our lives! May they always be great in the little things of life!

Monday, February 12, 2018


Today was a surprise SNOW DAY. 

I wasn't expecting it, but man! Was I ever glad it happened.

Life has a way of surprising us sometimes when we least expect it.

I didn't do things that were on my BIG, GIGANTIC TO DO LIST.

I relaxed.  I lingered over coffee. I read some of my book. I enjoyed the sunshine streaming in my front window.

I made Pumpkin Chocolate Chip Bread.

I made a crock pot soup. I washed dishes and picked up the house (not all the way, but it's better). 

I purchased supplies to fix my curtain rod (there was an ugly incident between The Cat and the Curtains).

I helped my dad craft my new, industrial/rustic curtain rod. 

I enjoyed a leisurely dinner -- my payment to my dad (and mom, too) for his help today!

I watched TV ... I fell asleep on the couch ... I relaxed, and I didn't worry about anything!

Sometimes, we need surprises.

Sunday, February 11, 2018


  • My new-to-me retro junky "dining room" chairs. I do love the funky, junky, industrial, rustic stuff.
  • The waves in my hair! I can encourage them again now that my hair is getting longer! I used to feel like a fraud when I would do my hair with the waves/loose curls. This is so self-absorbed, but I'm fixing to explain what I mean here.  You see, when I blow dry my hair, it's flat as a pancake ... until I go outside.  Then, little waves and curls begin to rear their faces? Do curls and waves have faces?  At any rate, I now scrunch with mousse and let my hair air dry, and boom! Waves and loose curls. I am going with it. It might look like a fright wig, but guess what?  I. Don't. Care. 
  • A whooooooooooole bunch of new earrings from my sister! She is purging and organizing, and she is reducing her earring inventory.  I was able to pick as many pairs as I wanted, and anyone who knows me knows how much fun earrings make me happy! Let's just say I am VERY happy. 
  • I heard a bird singing this morning with a Spring song! I just know it was! I cannot wait for Spring to arrive. 
  • I read a bit of a book today, and I didn't fall asleep. This is a HUGE thing for me. I fall asleep just picking books up.  It's pitiful. 
  • I made it to church today ON TIME...with a minute to spare!  Check me out! 
  • Some one complimented my outfit on Friday (okay, yes! I am STILL happy about it).  I must have been looking like a hot mess for a while now, because this is the first time in while that I've been complicated.  Bless it!

Monday, February 05, 2018


There is so much for which to be grateful these days ...

Sometimes it's hard to see them when the minutiae of life piles up into a great, steamy pile of ... well, you know.

And yet, the little things are there, if you are willing to search for them, and while you're searching, you realize it's a lot easier than you first anticipated in recognizing them.

  • The sun came out which always go a long way in soothing my soul. 
  • I managed to get things cleaned up and organized in my house yesterday. Okay, not allll of the things, but enough that my life feels back "in the groove."
  • While embarrassing to admit, I made my bed for the first time in a very, very long time.  Don't judge.
  • I am slowly tacking the laundry that has threatened to bury me alive. 
  • I am purging stuff that has needed to be purged for a very, very long time.  I mean, FIVE pie plates!? REALLY!?
  • Eating fruit for a snack. 
  • Getting unexpected texts from friends. 
  • The beauty of a steaming mug of coffee.
  • Carving out time for blogging!
I could sit here for the next hour as I continue to list out the things for which I am grateful. But I have laundry to finish! 

I am grateful for the little things today....