Dear People Who Saw Me on The Dance Floor Saturday Night,
I know. I can’t believe I’m that good of a dance either. It’s like I’m the love child of that chick from Flashdance and that creepy Lord of the Dance dude. Plus a hint of Justin Timberlake. All mixed together and fueled by rum.
dancing into your hearts, brandy
Dear blog, life, blog and life,
I miss you
busily yours, brandy
Dear man who sat beside me in the literacy conference yesterday,
You need to re-think your food choices because what was going on there was pretty nasty. And …READ MORE
Do you ever go to write something and then go read your archives and find a post you already wrote that is pretty much identical to what you were going to write?
And you are both elated (hello link love, let’s just save mamma some typing!) and deflated (I was way funnier two years ago)?
And then you realize you just called yourself ‘mamma’ and you wonder what it says about you when you admit to yourself that you like it?
Saturday is the *birthday. TWENTY EIGHT. I’m sure I’m supposed to be feeling all sorts of things …READ MORE
(picture taken by me of this awesome calendar)
Yeah. I TOTALLY know what you are thinking. Ohhhh, now that she’s got a new job and NOW she believes in miracles, what a whore.
Okay, maybe not the ‘whore’ bit.
I’ve been thinking lately about how I need to work on recognizing happiness. I’m always good at knowing when I WAS happy, but I often forget to appreciate the moment I AM happy. It’s one of those things- you don’t realize how good it is until it’s over (there’s a country song in there somewhere). I tend to be …READ MORE
Somedays I really hate parent bloggers.
Okay, that’s not true (I just needed a really controversial opening line and anything else my brain thought of involved B-list celebrities and was far too offensive to share), but honestly- I’m often pretty envious of parent bloggers. Having a kid is pretty much like having blogging gold on hand 24/7. Seriously. Every 2.8 seconds kids are saying something ridiculous enough that you could blog it and people would think you were hilarious. This is the same reason I get angry at bloggers who own pets. Or have significant others. Or you know, hobbies.
I was sorting through a bin of apple pears (if you have not had one, you have not lived) trying to find the best ones to put in my already bulging bag, when I heard…
” Just go over there, don’t be shy- she’ll know who you are”
I looked around and didn’t see anyone I knew so I continued choosing pears. I touched them all, running my eyes over their golden skin for bruises, running my fingers along their surface for soft spots. I put two more in my bag, stretching the plastic around their bulging bodies, when I …READ MORE
Ten Things I’ve Done Since The School Year Has Ended & I’ve Become An Unemployed Rockstar
(aka A Brief Review of the last week which has prompted me to become a dancing fool- reminiscent of my tender youth, complete with a renewed appreciation for embarrassing drinks- such as the monkey’s lunch)
1. Marveled at how kind you all are. The comments and emails from my this post have blown me away. It was a horrible day and I wrote without honestly expecting the feedback I got, but each comment, email, phone call really made a difference. I may …READ MORE
I suppose tomorrow would be a better day to write this. Or the day after that. But my tomorrows are always busy with the things I’m meant to do, so if I intend to do this, to say this- I need to say it today.
I don’t deal well with judgment. Not even the thoughtfully worded sort, often laced together with constructive criticism and punctuated with sweet smiles. I don’t deal well with people telling me “you should” or “you could“, or “why don’t you just…“.
I’ve long ago accepted that my inability to accept the opinions of others with …READ MORE
This is my last BUSY week, school is done this Friday and then I’m sure I will be blogging 21.8 times a day out of boredom until I find a summer job that feeds my soul pays my bills. Instead of trying to cram in blog posts, I’ve been really focusing on planning great lessons for my last week. As a class we’ve been having a tremendous amount of fun, but I’m not looking forward to the last day of school. One of my favourite students- Taylor, asked me if it would be okay if he went to the bathroom …READ MORE
I’ve seen about 900 gazillion different versions of photo memes going around. Because I’m lazy a trailblazer, I decided to write a post about my life and include as many silly photos of people I don’t know as possible. Because what’s creepier than putting pictures of children you don’t know on your blog? Absolutely nothing.
I get up around…
I’m a teacher, so many people suspect I walk each day into a roomful of children who look like this:
Which would be fantastic, but it’s entirely inaccurate. I have a few who look like this:
And one …READ MORE
The best part of teaching kids is realizing that 99% of their genius goes unrecognized by them. The things they shriek and utter, whisper and shout are the truths their hearts hold but they live at an age where they don’t realize the brilliance of their comments. Genius observations and heartbreaking truths fall from the mouths without a second thought and I run after them scooping them up- writing them down, sharing with parents. Us adults stand together and marvel at their insights while they chase each other, threatening to wipe invisible boogers on each other.
It’s a million mispronunciations, …READ MORE