Is Your Refrigerator Running? Before Christmas break, I volunteered at the primary school, so teachers could attend their holiday luncheon. My kids' classes were already covered. "Put me anywhere you need me," I said. They needed me in the EC (Exceptional Children) class, so that's where I went. Before the teacher left, he wrote his … Continue reading Is Your Refrigerator Running?
Farting Around We were driving home through Virginia post-Thanksgiving, and my husband was talking about his truck's failing transmission. The garage in Virginia said it would cost $6k to replace, and he hoped a local mechanic could do better. My husband spoke of rebuilding the transmission, the hours of labor, and the possibility of a … Continue reading Farting Around
What doesn't kill you These blog posts could be considered memoir, and I've heard it said that memoir should be 90% truth and 10% lies. What part isn't true? The part that you don't like, of course, I promise. Whatever part you find most offensive, disturbing, or unbelievable – that's the 10%, so just relax … Continue reading What doesn’t kill you
Breakfast Confidential I don't eat breakfast. Well, that's not true. I eat a piece of cake, a brownie, or other dessert first thing every morning. Then a banana. Then coffee coffee coffee until noon. Every morning except the weekends, when my husband cooks bacon. Then, I eat just as much bacon as I possibly can. … Continue reading Breakfast Confidential
Mullet Love Affair Part 1 This weekend is the Swansboro Mullet Festival, where you can get jumping mullet fried whole, their little bones soft like canned sardines (which I I love). It's also the start of mullet fishing season along Bogue Banks, and unfortunately, it could be the end of it as well. This Thursday, … Continue reading Mullet Love Affair Part 1
When I Paint My Masterpiece This summer, I watched a masterpiece take shape. A team of carvers created a nine foot tall sand castle in front of the NC Aquarium at Pine Knoll Shores, with an octopus, a shark, a school of three dimensional fish, and dry waves crashing around its base. Every day, I … Continue reading When I Paint My Masterpiece
Handmade World You'd recognize it at a glance, even if you don't subscribe, don't read it, or don't even like it (How is that possible?) The magazine with the yellow border - the one with the naked people, the one from your childhood. National Geographic, may it never go out of print. I've been a … Continue reading Handmade World
Egg Snatcher You probably don't think much about eggs, except for that point last year when they cost five dollars a piece. Brown or white, organic or the cheapest possible, extra-large or medium. Sunny-side up, scrambled. These are our choices. Not so for oologists. I recently finished The Falcon Thief, by Joshua Hammer, an account … Continue reading Egg Snatcher
The Evil Eye Sometimes I don't know which way to turn. I am lost and confused. That's because I've never been good at distinguishing right from wrong. I mean right from left. Like I said, I get confused. I recall standing in front of my preschool teacher at age five, being quizzed on which was … Continue reading The Evil Eye
Cancer Cure I didn't always plan on being a high school science teacher. Or a yoga teacher. Or a writer, or a mom, or whatever it is that I am. I planned on being a doctor. There was a time when that dream meant veterinarian, but gradually it shifted, to naturopathic doctor. That's basically like … Continue reading Cancer Cure
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