i feel like im in an experiment to discover how much snot the human body can produce. or how much tea the human body can consume in one day. the sweet nectar of dayquil and nyquil are taking me back... Continue Reading →
If I were to change careers (something I think all teachers consider every Monday morning), at the top of the list would be "Karaoke DJ." Beekeeper, baby goat cuddler, and sloth handler are also on the list. But karaoke is something... Continue Reading →
I've spun around the sun another 365.25 blessed days, and it's time to recognize. Seeing growth in yourself is important. And makes you laugh. I highly recommend. In fact, if you want to comment with your answers to some of these... Continue Reading →
Ferris Bueller's Day Off came out when I was two years old, but one of the things my parents did really well was raise me on good music and good movies, and I watched this film about a million times... Continue Reading →
It took over a year, but I have finally made the most important decision a brasilera can ever make in her lifetime...yes...I have finally chosen a futebol team. After asking what the colors were and finding a somewhat form-fitting shirt that... Continue Reading →
Today was my last day of my first year teaching in Brazil. This marks my fifth year of teaching, but everything about this year has been different. Here are my top moments and things that I have loved at my new... Continue Reading →
What is it about teaching on a Wednesday? I can't remember if they were as difficult when I was bartending or waiting tables...is it all M-F 9-5's or is it every job? Is it just being alive? Wednesdays are like... Continue Reading →
Holidays are funny. Growing up, you can never imagine doing them any way other than what your family does. To me, Easter means waking up, baskets, finding eggs, a special breakfast with specific biscuits (Grands Flaky!), bacon, mimosas when you... Continue Reading →
I like to video my ELL kids every few weeks so that I can see progress. This week I asked one of my kinders "How old are you?" and he answered "Monday! Monday Tuesday. WizzdayTursdayFriday." "Oh! I didn't know you knew the... Continue Reading →
In some ways, it doesn’t feel anything like Christmas. It’s certainly not cold. I'm sitting on an ice pack, drinking a sweating margarita, directly in front of a fan on a setting so high my eyelids feel like they're peeling off my skull. I haven’t seen or smelled a single Christmasy smell (I’d settle for a tiny pine tree swinging from a rear view mirror).