We all had teachers who stood out. Some were memorable because they inspired us or helped to change the course of our lives. Some we remember for the exact opposite reasons. And some remain etched into our brain because of their quirks, idiosyncrasies, or catch phrases.
For this week’s Remember the Time Blog Hop, Emily and I want you to write about a teacher you still think back on, whether Continue reading “Remember the Time…We Had That Teacher”
We have always celebrated Christmas Eve with my mom’s side of the family. And for as long as I can remember, we have always had Turkey Tetrazzini for dinner, served on fancy holiday paper plates. It may not have been the most traditional or glamorous of Christmas meals, but I looked forward to it for 364 days of the year. The humble but hearty smell of the creamy noodle casserole welcomed me home to my grandparents’ house. It was the first sign that let me know Continue reading “Turkey Tetrazzini With a Side of Dementia”
Hey moms and dads. I know you know where I’m coming from. It is the background music to the soundtrack of this phase of our lives. I’m talking about kids’ shows. And I believe they fall under the genre of annoying.
But why wouldn’t they be? Their target audience is kids…and to be blunt, kids are annoying.
It is hard not to get irritated Continue reading “Kids’ Shows Are Annoying…And They Should Be”
In the words of a bunch of English workhouse kids: “Food, glorious food!”
That’s the subject for this week’s Remember the Time Blog Hop. Emily of The Waiting and I want to hear about your food-related memories. Does your family have a time-honored recipe with a beautiful story behind it? Did you almost burn down your kitchen trying to make your parents breakfast in bed on their anniversary? Did things come to blows when Jenny’s mom and Courtney’s mom Continue reading “Remember the Time….We Nom-Nom-Nom’ed?”
It really shouldn’t be held against me. I was only a kid. How was I expected to know any better? We’re all allowed to make bad decisions in our lives. The important thing is that I learned from the situation.
My name is Kelly, and my first concert was Michael Bolton. With my mom.
And let’s be clear. It was not Continue reading “How Can We Be Lovers…If You Find Out I Went to See a Michael Bolton Concert?”
For those of you new to this blog, let me introduce you to the Remember the Time Blog Hop. You may have noticed our nifty little badge on the sidebar of my home page. Every week I team up with Emily of The Waiting, and we choose a nostalgic theme for bloggers to write about. Each Monday Continue reading “Remember the Time…We Went to Our First Concert”
I’m feeling very wrinkle-free. Being Freshly Pressed will do that to a girl.
So that thing all WordPress bloggers wish would happen to them but never really think is going to happen to them…because, you know, needle in a haystack…actually happened to me.
All this time, I’ve been trying to be funny, when what I Continue reading “I Was Big-Time Happy to Make You A Little Sad”
I have had more than my fair share of bad hair moments. But my worst one lasted for three years. Luckily, my yearbook photos from second, third, and fourth grades are still around to make sure it goes down in the annals of history. Or the annals of something.
My mom blames it on our hairdresser Ruth Ann. She claims that the woman who was Continue reading “Take That Bowl Off Your Head…Oh Wait, That’s Your Hair”
I wish he would start sleeping through the night…I wish she would hold her bottle on her own…I wish he would learn to sit up…I wish she could tell me exactly what she wanted…I wish he would figure out potty-training…I wish she could pour herself some milk…I wish he would watch something besides “Thomas the Tank Engine”…I wish she went to school for longer than two-and-a-half hours… Continue reading “I Am Afraid I May Have Wished It All Away”
Say Cheese!
It’s time to put your pride aside and pull out those old school yearbook photos. We all have them. No one is immune. It’s the great equalizer.
This week for the Remember the Time Blog Hop, Emily and I want to hear your stories about the epic fail that is the school yearbook picture. Continue reading “Remember the Time…We Had Our School Picture Taken?”
Are You Finished Yet? 