I only WISH I appeared this calm, cool and collected to my students this morning! It was…one of THOSE mornings… I had woken up at 5:30am, glanced at the clock, and happily turned over and burrowed back under the covers for another hour of slumber. Not 30 seconds later, I swear, I opened my eyes to: 8:28 staring back at me. My heart skipped a beat, no ten....

If you want that good feeling that comes from doing things for other folks, then you have to pay for it in abuse and misunderstanding.- Zora Neale Hurston In my situation, what was misunderstood was my intention. But intention – or more accurately, the correct interpretation of intention – is subject to personal filters, attitudes, sense of self-worth...

If Oldest Son (fyi: 20 yrs old) doesn’t start showing some true initiative about getting a job, I’m going to come un-F*CKING-done. He’s got such a negative self-concept and world view, and it’s making him such a freeloader. AAAARRRRRGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHH! (Thank you – I really needed that!) Every time I ask him about what he’s doing...

There are not that many things that make me come unglued these days, and for that, I am thankful. Coming unglued is not something I enjoy doing – it takes entirely too much energy which could be used more constructively elsewhere, and it usually ends badly. Plus, it sets a bad example and teaches the wrong lesson if overdone. Well, as I may have mentioned,...

Oldest Son is having some difficulty in making the adjustment to being back under Mama’s roof. In fact, more than some…try a whole truckload. It’s quite entertaining to me that he assumes because he’s now ‘of age’ that somehow gives him the right to make rules and, even more cheeky – ignore rules in my house. NOT. I know...

One year ago today, I moved back home with my two younger children, single again for the 4th time in my adult life. Happy to be rid of the drama that was my life, though it turns out it was just the beginning of the end of the drama. I want to cry – to bawl my face off – but I’m not sure why. I can’t tell if it’s the unmitigated joy I...

Ok, he said Saturday afternoon, “I’ll call you.” Hmmm….maybe I should’ve asked, “When?” Called HIM Monday night, no answer, no return call. Oy. If he’s scared and wants to put the brakes on or even flip this thing in reverse – fine. I’m a big girl – just tell me that and for my part, our years of...

Old Friend showed up unannounced this afternoon to get his gold watch, that for reasons unknown and unimportant to me, he keeps at my house. When I answered the door, I was surprised to see him. He came in, asked if he could have his watch (he’s come and gotten it to wear and brought it back a few times,) so I went and got it out of my dresser for him. When I came...

Ok, so I’m in a mood today. And I hate it, because I feel all discombobulated about nearly everything – can’t tell which end is up on anything. This is probably not a good way to start out a blog, but it’s real, so it qualifies in my book. In fact, let me make you a few promises right off the bat: 1. I will always speak my truth, whether I...