I have never been a morning person. Sure, I love drinking coffee and starting the day, but I prefer to wake up leisurely and preferably after 8. So naturally, I have always been a night owl, an expression I always found odd but have become rather fond of over the years. After school I want … More space cadet.
In case you haven’t yet caught on, I teach 8th grade English in a very urban school. My kids say the craziest and most ridiculous things, and often times conversations become their own comedy show. My favorite is when they ask questions about me or something I’m wearing… 8th grade girl: “Ms. Powell, is that … More ?
Sara really knows what she’s doing. I mean let’s be honest, I could listen to her sing her little heart out until the cows come home and still not get enough of her musical goodness. And yes, I listened to this song tonight in my car with the windows down and may or may not … More basket case.
So once upon a time I was given a small clutch from my grandmom’s vast collection of vintage purses and gloves and such. The woman has more vintage purses and jewelry than she knows what to do with, so every so often I coerce her into letting me have a piece or four. So ok, … More the power of the clutch.
Today was a great day. I know I sound a bit like a Dear Diary entry but humor me for a moment of happy reflection. I slept in until a blissful 9:30, had some coffee and then played desperate housewife by tidying up the house while singing along to every word Michael Jackson was singing. … More i want something that i want.
If you want to make a girl smile, bring her Joe-Joe’s. Sure, roses are beautiful and they make us feel all girly and the object of your affection and what not, but they die pretty quickly. A box of all natural goodness that trumps the traditional Oreo picked up special for me – now THAT … More Boys, take note.
Ok, I’ve got to be honest. I always thought there were two types of women: those who blogged every detail of their day and those who did other things with their few moments of spare time, such as sleep or do good deeds for others or something. I always saw myself as a journal-writing gal, … More And so it begins…