So it's back-to-school time, and I'm happy to say I feel none of the anxiety and how-will-I-ever-be-ready-for-this-ness (?) that I normally would. (Instead, I'm thinking about changes in insurance--a sure sign I am indeed a grown-up.) While I'm not lesson planning and scraping off the hot glue from the walls I was too lazy to deal with at the end ...more»
Oil on canvas, lacquered
My husband and I have been fortunate enough to settle down in Nashville, Tennessee (Woot!).
We love it here, truly, but miss our families back home in South Carolina and Pennsylvania. Many a car ride has been made to and fro between those great states and ours, and many a mile has been logged on highways.
This painting was ...more»
Here’s what I know: I love glutinous (interchangeable with gluttonous) goodies, things filled to the brim with gluten. Here’s something else I know: my love is unrequited. It’s sad, but true, folks. Ours is a love story not meant to be.
But wait! What if there’s something better out there for me? Something that just might treat me right whilst fulfilling ...more»
As stated in “The Scoop”, I do know a few folks with some special skills—far more talented than yours truly. Still, what kinds of subjects would you like to know more about? Music? Food? Photography? Art? What might tickle your fancy?
Suggestions are welcome, and quite honestly, needed. Don’t make a girl beg! ...more»
Double Dog Dare #1: Resignation
Oh, my. What have I gone and done now? I just resigned from my very safe, comfortable teaching position. Did I mention I had tenure? Doesn’t get safer than that.
Ugh. This is my very first “Double Dog Dare”, the one that puts this entire blog into motion. (Normally, I’d bring you along for the process in ...more»
Oh, how I love thee. Oh, how I dote on thee.
I was a sophomore in high school when I first encountered the Toblerone bar. My German class trekked all the way across the Atlantic Ocean just to introduce me to this treasure.
Wait. That’s not true.
Back then, my hair struggles were a bit more severe than they are today.
Observe:
You can read ...more»
Back when I was merely a babe in the woods (a high school sophomore, to be exact), I traversed throughout Europe with my German teacher, Frau Hoover, and the rest of her pupilage. Our journey took us through German-speaking countries, mainly, and I have many photographs to help me remember our trip. Unfortunately, there’s nothing to help me remember the ...more»
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