We didn't ever mean to have five cats. But how could that happen by ACCIDENT, you ask. Well, here's the thing. When we took this job managing an RV park, the job came with a house. We'd lived in an RV our entire marriage, so we moved into that house without a stick of furniture. … Continue reading The Accidental Cat Lady
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Better Than a Fairy Godmother
What could possibly be better than having a Fairy Godmother? Having a REAL one, of course! When my dad was in grad school and my parents lived in Married Student Housing, they lived upstairs or downstairs (I forget who was where) from Klaus & Karen Sitte, and they became fast friends. The kind of prank-playing … Continue reading Better Than a Fairy Godmother
A Ramble, and An Ode to my Frameo
GoodReads tells me I'm "behind" by 9 books. It's measuring against the pace I have to average, in order to meet my reading goal of 310 books this year. I've spent the year playing leapfrog with that number---sometimes I'm a number of books ahead-of-pace, obviously sometimes the opposite. But we're coming up on that time … Continue reading A Ramble, and An Ode to my Frameo
Punching Bag
As work-environments go, ours is pretty out of the ordinary. We run an RV Park and live onsite (that's not the weird part---although it certainly has its interesting moments). It's a small park---just 105 sites, around 65 of which are occupied by long-term folks---which functions almost like a mini-town within our already-small-town. And we only … Continue reading Punching Bag
Giving Thanks: The “October Curse” Stays Lifted
I couldn't tell you what it is about Octobers, but nearly every drama and trauma of my adult life has landed on me in an October. It makes for a month littered with traumatic anniversaries and destructive memories. October has been a haunted month for me, for reasons entirely unrelated to Halloween. Some of those … Continue reading Giving Thanks: The “October Curse” Stays Lifted
Giving New Meaning to “Recharging a Mouse”
Our cats caught a mouse in the house this morning, and (as cats will do) they made a toy of it until it stopped being, well, interactive anymore. Then Yoda brought it to Jon with the most hopeful look, as if he thought that maybe all-powerful Daddy would turn it back ON for them.
Advice for Mr. Pickletoes
I had a pleasant email this morning from a fellow blogger, JJ Pickletoes, and one of his questions deserved some thought. And as I thought, I remembered a principle I followed as a teacher: if one person asked the question, other people probably had that same question too. In a classroom, I'd address it openly … Continue reading Advice for Mr. Pickletoes






