Today we went to the farmers’ market here in Odense. It’s only a few blocks from where we’re staying, but it was a cold and rainy day. Normally, that would make the trip seem like a hassle, but it didn’t seem to bother anyone else in Denmark, so it didn’t bother us, either. I guess … Continue reading Day 12 – Farm to Fork – Fresh from Odense
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In Defense of the “Whimpering Strumpets”
I’ve been watching the allegations against “America’s Dad,” Bill Cosby, as one after another woman comes forward with claims that Mr. Cosby drugged and sexually assaulted them. Comments on news stories and throughout social media run deep from one of the kinder terms for the alleged victims, “whimpering strumpets,” to those who find that Mr. … Continue reading In Defense of the “Whimpering Strumpets”
Metamorphosis 2.0 – Teachable Moments in Monarchs and Menopause
Elementary school teachers are typically creative, caring, and committed to using every crayon in the box to help ensure that their young pupils learn the basics of reading, math, English, and science. My friend, Fifi, is that teacher you always remember – the one who crawls around on the floor with the blocks, sings valiantly … Continue reading Metamorphosis 2.0 – Teachable Moments in Monarchs and Menopause
Mea Culpa – Lord Have Mercy!
Mea Culpa – Lord Have Mercy! I’m sorry. The literal translation of the Latin phrase “mea culpa” is “through my fault,” a genuine acknowledgement of one’s error or fault. The act of saying it is called an apology. Doesn’t it somehow seem a bit ironic then, that apology, a word of Greek origin, can seem … Continue reading Mea Culpa – Lord Have Mercy!
Using My Words, Finding My Voice, and Wishing on a Star
When I was just a girl, I used to look for the first star every night to make my solemn wish. From outside the living room window or on the front sidewalk of apartment B-4 at Sherbrook Apartments, I would cast my gaze heavenward and dream aloud the wishing star mantra, “Starlight, star bright, first … Continue reading Using My Words, Finding My Voice, and Wishing on a Star
Donner – The Guardian Angel of Slim-Fast & Cigarettes
The first time Donner died, it was in my arms and I watched the color and life drain from her face as her body tried to let go. It was traumatic and terrible, and there was little I could do but clutch her purse to my heart after it … Continue reading Donner – The Guardian Angel of Slim-Fast & Cigarettes
Mark – Guardian Angel of the Key Lime Pie
Chapter 2 Mark – Guardian Angel of the Key Lime Pie It started with a scream from an old lady – specifically somebody’s grandmother - my grandmother. When an 80 year-old woman screams, people tend to stop what they’re doing and notice. That’s exactly what happened with Mark, who was upstairs minding his own business … Continue reading Mark – Guardian Angel of the Key Lime Pie
Pinkie Promise
A pinkie promise is a sacred thing - whether you're five or fifty! Fulfilling a promise to award-winning author and illustrator, Janeen Mason, I am finally putting fingers to keyboard to create a blog. In addition to holding up my end of a pinkie promise, I think I'd like to find out if anyone is … Continue reading Pinkie Promise
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