Plan B
96 days ago I had meltdown. (I seem to have a lot of meltdowns these days so I feel the need to be specific.) I was…
Friday Facebook Round Up: What is Up with Your Pants?
I’m too tired to write about what happened on Wednesday night when I decided to drive over to The Wedding Date’s house and talk things over,…
Writing Wednesday: Does Rejection Always Require Redirection?
When I’m not busy stressing about boys, sequined booty shorts, photo shoots and whether or not my students will ever learn that they cannot wear socks…
The Art of Rejection
Well now here’s an interesting dilemma: I can’t handle rejection. And I’m not talking about being rejected. I’m talking about being the rejecter. I’m fifteen days…
