Recently

 

{Sat} on the Metro going towards Farragut to watch this year’s Listen To Your Mother performance.  Nothin’ wrong with a Metro ride into the city. That’s what I always say. The performances were fantastic. There’s something special and brave about getting dressed up and telling and listening to stories. I wished I could’ve talked to each of the cast members and asked them questions about how they did what they did. I always get to a point in my writing and think, “Meh.” I wonder if that happens to them, too. I’m always interested in how writers plow through it.

{Writing} literary magazine reviews for The Review Review.  Good way to learn about where to maybe submit my writing someday.

{Had an unplanned coffee break} with a group of gals I teach with a few days ago. That hasn’t happened since before my mommy days. I plan my days down to the second and it makes me quite content, but it’s exhausting, too. That day, it was a half day of school, so I had three hours to do work before I picked up the girls. But instead I ate pizza and cake on the field outside. And then someone suggested coffee, so a group of us sat outside of Starbucks and talked about Shakespeare and then fractals, and how despite how flawed we all are, we get to teach again and again.  I didn’t know too much about Shakespeare, and I barely understood the fractals (it’s math, Lord help me), but I get the flawed part.  I was glad to sit with these gals on a Friday afternoon. It made me feel like I’m a part of something great.

Seven Years Ago: A Little Trip to Colonial Williamsburg.

Six Years Ago: Elmo!

Five Years Ago: Afternoon Outing

Four Years Ago: At The Park

Three Years Ago: Beach Reads

Two Years Ago: Like Chocolate and Vanilla Swirl

One Year Ago: Storm