I have been a goody-two-shoes people-pleaser for most of my life. Well, it stops today. I’m shaking things up. And if you don’t like it…okay, I still want you to like it. Baby steps.
I have had so much fun co-hosting the Remember the Time Blog Hop with my blog bud Emily at The Waiting. I’ve often said I was born in the wrong generation, Continue reading “Remember the Time…We Broke All the Rules?”
Saturday mornings were strictly reserved for three things at my house when I was growing up. Cereal. Cartoons. And Barbies. In that order. After stuffing our bellies with Rice Krispies and catching up with the “Muppet Babies” and “The Snorks,” my sister and I would retreat to our room for hours of play with America’s beloved doll.
But there is something I feel the need to confess after so many years Continue reading “Confessions of Childhood: My Barbie Was a Floozy”
So every week, Emily and I have been throwing out nostalgic topics for you Continue reading “Remember the Time…Wildcard Edition”
October is the month of many things: Halloween…Breast Cancer awareness…Hispanic Heritage…National Pizza month (Wikipedia said this is a thing. I swear). But I live in a city that has been lucky enough to usually be able to claim October as Baseball Month. As in post-season baseball. Orange and black may be the official colors of Halloween, but October has traditionally been looking pretty red around these parts. Continue reading “No Need to Hunt for Red October. It’s Everywhere.”
Everyone is afraid of something. But for me, I like to go big or go home. I don’t fear the dark, or heights, or snakes. Wait…actually, I do fear all of those things. But then I also fear completely irrational things on top of your average, run-of-the-mill phobias. I have already confessed my propensity for irrational fear when it comes to my children in my Instagram Diary of Anxiety. But I am not new to this game. I have Continue reading “Being Afraid of the Dark Is For Amateurs”
I am resisting the urge right now to make any references to ghosts, haunted houses, scary movies, and general creep-a-delic experiences. This week, Emily of The Waiting suggested we tackle the subject of “fear” for our Remember the Time Blog Hop. Naturally, I was down for that. First of all, I have a hard time denying Emily anything. I mean, have you seen her? She’s Continue reading “Remember The Time…We Lived in Fear?”
“I need three volunteers. You’re going to be Carly. You’re going to be Bo. And you’re going to be Lawrence.”
It was my first day in Mr. Stein’s sophomore Geometry class. And I had just been given a giant name tag that said Lawrence. What was going on here? I thought this was a Math class. And I hated Math. I mean, I was pretty sure it was a Math class. There was a poster of Einstein on Continue reading “What’s the Hypotenuse of a Love Triangle?”
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”
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