*taken from Sunday Scribblings via Krista at The Silent K. Hi my name is Kelly. I go by “Mocha”, but have answered to far less. In my classroom 10 years ago I agreed to go by “Bitch” but told the 8th grade smartass who uttered it that she was not allowed to use my first [...]
Opinions I have in plenty, but what I’m looking for now is justifications. For the most part, I have a good idea as to why some parents dislike the idea of a school uniform. Call it what you want: uniform policy, modified dress code, mandatory dress… they have slight differences in name, but each seem [...]
While the lovely Afrobella mentions the Jena Six story has made the front page, in my neck of the woods it was on page 8. Of the Sunday paper. Don’t get so smug, townies. The NAACP was founded here.
My friend Jenni lets me tease her a lot. I miss working with her this year but we made a date for Starbucks after work tonight. When I see her name come up on my cell phone I answer, “Hey, Jennaaayyy” a la Forest Gump. She introduced me to this: tall skinny White Chocolate Mocha [...]
Housekeeping stuff There are some ads that will begin showing up on my sidebar compliments of BlogHer Ads. I’m always so very ten minutes ago. It took 4 separate people asking me and a fantastic Haiku from their people to get me to fill out the paperwork. Contests! Prizes! Starting next week there will be [...]
I have no excuse. The Sugar Free Red Bull has been calling my name and I have been answering. It calls me a Weak Ass Dirtbag and I have no ability to resist its call and buy a four-pack. It doesn’t leave my teeth feeling sugary and gritty, it gives me some much needed ZING! [...]
A while ago I had agreed to write for BlogRhet mostly because I would do just about anything for Joy of GingaJoy and because that site has some provocative writings by both authors and commentors alike. You need time to read it because you’ll want to get all wrapped up in what everyone is saying, [...]
No one could possibly recreate the day I’ve had, not even in an After School Special. Not a Lifetime movie. Dare I say that not even a musical or Elizabethan tragedy could encompass the weirdness and oddities of what I come in contact with? Yes, I dare. I think I need to work on my [...]
Mornings that begin like this require skinny sugar-free vanilla chai drinks from your local drive-through coffee shops. You know, the cute ones with artsy-fartsy stuff. That sell local art with their free trade coffee products. That trust you enough to say, “Hey. Just take the blueberry muffin today and pay tomorrow. I trust you.” This [...]
I hope that I don’t spend all my time writing about my job, though it is far more jam-packed a position than I imagined. Whenever I get a new project or phone call my thoughts are, “Hmm. Am I in charge of this?” or “Do I go to this meeting?” or “I HAVE TO DO [...]
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