Talking to myself again.
Dear 7th-Grade-Zoot, The most important thing that I, the 32-year-old You, want to say is this: Ms. De will be the worst teacher you will ever have. It only goes up from here. I promise. She is not nice to you (and is super nice to all the other girls, WTF?) but you will have a long list of teachers you love from here on out. And they’ll love you. Some of them will touch you... Read More
Already? REALLY?
LilZ starts back to school in less than two weeks. Can you believe that crap? That summer is already over? How did that happen and where was my vacation? When did I relax and enjoy the break? When did he relax and enjoy the break? How is it that I now have a 7th-grader? Am I going to survive this year? 7th grade was my worst year in school. I had a teacher who I felt like hated... Read More
Back in the good ole’ days…
LilZ was eating some Cool Ranch Doritos and I said, “When I was your age, my summer daycare took us to this water-slide park and I always got those chips and I loved them SO MUCH.” And he said, “Back when you wore ‘Hoppin’ for God’ shirts?” Huh? What the hell is that kid talking about? Then I remembered – “OH! You mean my ‘Jesus... Read More
Once upon a time…long long ago…in a church far far away…
Speaking of horrible singers… I went to Catholic school for all 12 years of my childhood/teen education. In the K-8 school I went to, our grades went to mass at least three times a week. I loved going to mass (Me? I know!) because I luv luv loved to sing the hymns. There were several that were my favorites: “Lord of the Dance,” “Eagle’s Wings,”... Read More
Are we officially grown-ups now?
MrZ and I were talking a lot this weekend about how life has changed for us in the last 5+ years since we graduated college and moved to Huntsville. Sometimes it seems like time has flown by, but other times, the day I moved to Huntsville seems like a million years ago. When I moved to Huntsville in August of 2001, I was only 3 months out of my graduation. MrZ and I were dating,... Read More
