Three Signs That Returning To Teaching Is the Right Thing to Do

If you’ve been following my blog, you know I’ve been struggling with the “What should I do with the rest of my life?” decision for months. (If you haven’t and you don’t, read “Can This Marriage Be Saved?” and “Orange Is the New Green: The Night I Knew I Needed to Step Away From Teaching” to catch…

Brainbumps and Bob Ross

I am 7 years old, in the health room at my elementary school, on deck for a lice check by the school nurse. Robert Rothrock was hastily removed from class earlier in the day, and we are told that the rest of us second graders are vulnerable. I’m up. The school nurse explores my scalp…

The Only Joke In My Back Pocket

I will go to my grave remembering my first checking account number (6185021200); every word of Macbeth’s soliloquy in Act 5 Scene 5 of the eponymous play (“…full of sound and fury, signifying nothing.”); and the names of all the boys I’ve ever kissed (which I won’t include since my mother reads this). But remember…

2015: My Year In Numbers

  2015 It was the year the Supremes ruled in favor of same-sex marriage. The year the People’s Pontiff visited the U.S. The year NASA’s New Horizons spacecraft reached Pluto after 9.5 years, HarperCollins published Harper Lee’s sequel to To Kill a Mockingbird under suspicious circumstances, and David Letterman broke up with his razor.  These are…