Rebel Behavior

For the first time in my life, I was called a rebel. It was a mumbled, under your breath, didn’t think the young kids could still hear you kinda name calling. Me? A rebel? Listen here Karen, I think you must have me confused with somebody else, because I have never been anything close to

Unpaid Gratitude

It has taken me a while to get back into writing with everything that is going on in the world. I guess you could say that I have needed some time to process what is really happening, and just how it is effecting my life on a personal level. I have now been out of

Quarantine: Day 3

First off – let me say I continue to have absolutely no idea what the hell is going on, both with life and work, so if you’re looking for some worldly answers – this is totally not that right blog for you. Moving on, I do totally wish I had some more exciting updates to

Quarantine: Day 2

You don’t realize how lucky you are to be able to get up, go to work, and interact with other human beings, until you spend 48 hours at home, with no one to converse with other than your Fiance’s cat, that you have no doubt will one day kill you in your sleep. So far

Quarantine: Day 1

You know, going into this previous week, us public school employees were highly concerned about managing the superhuman behaviors that were going to escalate as a result of day light savings, a full moon, and Friday the 13th all within a 6 day time period. Putting all snot dodging, table licking, and dirty tissues aside,