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Throwback Thursday – School Trouble

pencilMy son is a good kid. A very good kid. He generally does what he’s supposed to do and helps out when and where he can. I know this about him. Nobody has to tell me he’s wonderful, but they do anyway. His teachers always tell me what a great student he is, and how much they enjoy having him in class. I’ve heard the same types of comments from people with whom he’s worked. I agree.

Good kid or not, though, he’s isn’t perfect.

This week he messed up. He made a poor decision and he got caught. He didn’t harm anyone but himself, but his dad and I are disappointed. He’s disappointed in himself. He knew he made a mistake right away and he’s facing the music. I’m so glad he’s taking ownership of the situation and not trying to make excuses or blame someone else. That would have been so much harder to deal with.

Like I said, he’s a good kid. In fact, this is only the second time he’s ever gotten into any kind of trouble in school. The last time it happened was in the first grade. He’s seventeen now.

Back in first grade, the kids sat together at tables. Long story short, he and his buddy Kyle got caught writing on the table. My son swears he was trying to erase K’s writing, and frankly I tend to believe him, because he was such a rule follower.  I can see how he might have thought he was fixing the problem, but his teacher didn’t see it that way. Continue reading


Five Strategies to Make Your Blog Utterly Forgettable

6a00d834548d0869e2017d3e61371c970c-piEvery blogger hopes to reach readers who will enjoy and hopefully use the content they offer. Bloggers imagine reaching people throughout the world with their wit and wisdom, and they find it rewarding when those readers offer constructive feedback. At least I think they do. I do, anyway.

It takes many of us a little while to get into the groove of blogging, and even then there are good days and bad days. I’ve made plenty of mistakes blogging, and I’m sure I will make many more. In hopes that someone can learn from my pitfalls, I offer you my tongue-in-cheek blogging advice.

Here are five surefire ways to make your blog utterly forgettable.

1. Post boring content in a boring way. Yep, send your readers straight to snoozetown, and you can be pretty sure they won’t be coming back for more anytime soon. Being completely self-absorbed is an excellent way to achieve this goal. So is colorless writing. Feel free to drone on about any old thing for as long as you like.

2. Skip proof-reading. No matter how many times I proof-read before I hit the submit button, I always miss something. So what? Who cares if my words are a mess? Readers will more or less get the idea of what I meant. Spelling is overrated, anyway.

3. Write too much. Just write whatever pops in your head and don’t bother to edit or reread it. More is always better, right?

4. Talk down to your readers. Assume that you know way more than they do about everything, and don’t expect to learn anything from them. In fact, don’t even invite them into the conversation. That’ll show them!

5. Along the same lines, ignore your readers. Post every now and then, if you feel like it. And comments? No need to answer those. People just wanted to let you know they were there. You don’t owe them the courtesy of a reply. You already gave them a blogpost. What do people want from you, anyway? Sheesh!


Daily Prompt: My Favorite Mistake

Is there a mistake you’ve made that turned out to be a blessing — or otherwise changed your life for the better?

I don’t know about the term favorite, exactly, but I have made more than my share of mistakes. I try to learn from them, at least now I do. When I was younger I just tried to forget them. Sweeping them under the rug of my dusty conscience seemed like the easiest and most effective course of action at the time, so that’s what I did. No harm, no foul, right? Not really, but if  nobody knows then nobody can tell.

I make it sound like that was decades ago, and most of it was, but old habits die hard, and hardwired patterns of behavior aren’t easy to change. I’m constantly struggling to evolve, but I find myself fighting my old destructive ways at nearly every turn. I sometimes feel so chained to my former failures that future successes seem out of reach. But that’s baloney and I know it. When I’m feeling that way, my intellect tells me to shrug it off and keep moving forward, but my reptile brain wants to curl up on the couch and let the world go by without me. Fortunately this doesn’t happen too often. Mistakes and all, I’m a pretty happy girl.

PHI+divorce+wedding+cake+splitNow on to my “favorite” mistake. Or maybe the quotes should go around “mistake” instead. I guess the biggest thing that I did that maybe I shouldn’t have is push for marriage to a guy who really just didn’t want to marry me. Maybe he just didn’t want to marry anyone, I’m not sure. We were together for a long time, six years, and I was ready to move on to the next phase of our lives. I was ready for marriage, honeymoon, house in the suburbs, kids, dog, the works. He was not. I had a bachelor’s and master’s degree and was moving forward in my career. He was an enlisted guy in the military, with a couple of years of college to his name, but no credits to speak of. Too much partying.

We were different in a lot of ways, but we really liked each other. We loved each other. We could do it. We should do it. We did do it. We got married and he went back to school and we bought the house in the suburbs and we had the kid (one, just one, he said) but we never did get the dog. Things were fine. Really. Fine. And then they weren’t. We weren’t communicating and he told me I was crazy, except that it turned out that I wasn’t. He moved out, three weeks later we got the dog. She’s very loyal.

Would I do it all again? That’s an impossible question. Would it be right to do it again? Probably not, knowing what I know now, but I can’t imagine my life without my son, and without his father, well, you figure it out. So yes, that chapter of my life, and it was a decades long chapter, would qualify as my favorite mistake. Parts of it were really great, and parts of it were really awful. To this day there is still fallout from the whole thing, but overall we’re grown ups and we’ve moved past our hurts. Our son is what binds us and we keep that knowledge in the forefront of our current relationship always. All in all, I’m really happy with the dog.