Hello from my upstairs office at the Mini-acre, This past week has been a quick transition from fall semester to winter term. Over a couple of days, I was simultaneously completing the calculation and submission of fall grades and jumping headlong into the winter term while working with students to get them up and runningContinue reading ““Do you hear what I hear?””
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Where you Belong
Hello at the end of Finals Week and Grading, I remember finals weeks as a combination of merely wanting to finish and feeling exhausted while simultaneously seeing it as some sort of proving ground, wondering if I had done the requisite work over the past three months to demonstrate some sense of competency (which isContinue reading “Where you Belong”
When it’s Real and when it’s a Hope
Hello in the middle of a holiday weekend, Phrases like “it’s the most wonderful time . . . I’m dreaming of . . . In the lane snow is glistening . . . Marshmallows for toasting . . . It’s Christmas time in the city . . . I’ll be home for Christmas.” fill theContinue reading “When it’s Real and when it’s a Hope”
Understanding Family
Hello from my office on an early Friday morning, The week of obligations classes, office hours, and other requirements of the week is complete save a departmental meeting, which I cannot seem to find the information for. Hmmmm . . . Earlier this morning, Jennifer, my niece, and her husband, John, departed to return toContinue reading “Understanding Family”
Inquiring Minds
Hello from Cracker Barrel, I am trying to remember the first time I went to a Cracker Barrel. I think it was when I lived in the Detroit area, and perhaps I was on a short vacation to the Smoky Mountains in Tennessee. While this might be a surprise, that particular National Park is theContinue reading “Inquiring Minds”
My imperfect, and yet, perfect Heroine
Hello from my office. I am not sure what has me pouring my thoughts into words to the degree that seems to be occurring over the last weeks, but some of it is the consequence of my returning home for the reunion last summer, of that I am sure. While I have gone back toContinue reading “My imperfect, and yet, perfect Heroine”
Education is Broken . . .
Hello on a late Sunday morning, The last 24-36 hours have been a commenting/grading marathon, and while I am no where close to being completed, I needed to get away from the screen for a bit. So squash soup at Panera and beginning another blog. I have spent time in two places the last coupleContinue reading “Education is Broken . . .”
A Matter for my Soul
Hello from the Fog and Fame Coffee Shop, It is Saturday; it is homecoming weekend for the university (and the high school); and it is raining steadily for the 6th straight weekend. I am sad about the continuing weekend washouts because it makes two-wheeled journeys to an area diner for breakfast impossible. It does makeContinue reading “A Matter for my Soul”
Retiring Minds
Hello on a cool, autumn-ish, Sunday morning, As seems to be typical of my sleeping habits, particularly when it is still cool and dark when my alarm awakens me, I do not want to get up. This morning I gave in to my sleepier inclinations, rolling over, laying comfortably, and falling back asleep. Now IContinue reading “Retiring Minds”
When the Daily Norm is anything but . . .
Hello from my desk on the mini-Acre, I have been commenting, grading, and managing student writing most of the weekend. It is Sunday evening, and the 1st of October. We are into the last quarter of yet another year, soon what will be a third of another decade, and not that far away from anotherContinue reading “When the Daily Norm is anything but . . .”
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