I have written before about how I believe it really is the small things in life that are the most important. I am not talking necessarily about things that we might take for granted, but more about things we just don’t think about on a daily basis – like your thyroid gland. How many of you have thought about your thyroid gland today? This week? This month? This year? I hadn’t either until about a month or so ago….
Time flies when you’re having fun, at least that is what “they” (whoever “they” is) say. The reality here is that time flies whether you are having fun or not. I have had a crazy start to the school year – lots of little things that have kept me just enough off-balance that writing here has not happened. I have written a little for other things and I want to share that here. Earlier in the summer I came across…
Despite the fact that it is still 107 degrees and we are a month away from the autumnal equinox, for those of us who work in education, summer is officially over. School is starting either in earnest with children arriving on Monday morning or with preparations for college classes that begin the following week. As is always the case, the ten or so weeks that we had off over the summer went quickly; looking back it is hard to account…
On August 3 Steve Blow, columnists with the Dallas Morning News, wrote a column titled, “Free at Last from the Grasp of Bad TV.” This is a nice thought.If only it was true. Steve Blow was rejoicing in the fact that The Bachelorette and all of its drama are finally over. I second his “Hallelujah” to that. Unfortunately, I am sure that there is more bad TV out there. In fact, a quick trip through the TV guide reveals that…
When I was redesigned my blog, I debated with myself as to whether I should change the description of what I do here from “musing on the life of a teacher, mother, writer, knitter, human being.” My role as a mother has changed since I began writing my blog, but I am still a mother. Fortunately for my children, they have moved on to college and beyond and no longer serve as an unending source of material for posts. Though…
Despite the fact that my grandfather was a doctor and I loved him dearly, medical doctors are not my favorite breed of human beings. Many of them are pretentious. Most of them think that their time is more valuable than mine or yours. And, a good many of them would rather be at the country club playing golf that listening to their patients enumerate their ills. The truth is that I don’t respect doctors any more or any less than…
I started this blog on December 27, 2006, a day before my 45th birthday. If you do the math, on December 28th of this year All In A Day will be five years old and I will be fifty. What better way to celebrate both of those monumental anniversaries than to give my blog a makeover. So, why did I do it today, July 23rd? The simplest answer is because I could. It is too hot here to do anything…
They (whoever “they” is) say that the way to a man’s heart is through is stomach. I’ve also heard it said that men want to marry someone just like their mother. One conclusion that can be made from these two things is that men want a woman who cooks just like mom did. In this era of frozen and packaged foods and three ingredient recipes, this is a tall order for modern young women. I am definitely not a young…
At Mother’s Day I wrote a post lamenting the fact that I had never met my mother-in-law. As Weber remembers stories about her he shares them with me. And as we unpack more boxes at the house, things that she owned, made, and collected are surfacing. With each discovery comes another opportunity to come to know a woman whom I greatly admire and will never meet. Today’s discovery was her cookbook. You know the one; we all have one just…
. . .A Cloud I thought that this one cloud that, to me at least, looks like a plane soaring across the horizon was fascinating. Thank goodness for the camera on my phone or I would miss many cool sights like this.