*Posted as part of the Sprite’s Keeper weekly Spin Cycle* Remember when you were in school? Remember how, after months of attending lectures, and meeting with belittling professors, and receiving poorer grades than you deserved, and basically getting the life sucked out of you one Tuesday/Thursday at a time…after months of dealing with that rubbish, [...]

In the office {next to our bedroom where I’m typing this}, Poor Kyle is humming the tune to Jason Mraz’s “I’m Yours,” which is already about as sweet as it can be, but Poor Kyle adds in all kinds of runs and trills—he really fancies it up, and it’s just precious.  {As he’s reading this, [...]

Are you pregnant? I’m not. But that doesn’t stop me from scouting out cute pregnancy and baby stuff.  No, I don’t plan on reproducing any time soon, but when I do, I fully intend to be one of the trendiest pregnant women ever to waddle the earth. (I know, I know…I’m not even trendy now, [...]

I am at a particularly fortunate age in my life; I am at an age that fits.  A lot of people, young and old, long to be what they are not.  Teenagers may wish for the freedom and independence of adulthood, and middle-aged folks often long for the carefree days of their youth. This photo [...]

It was almost spring, and then…it wasn’t.  Too bad, so sad.  All day today, I’ve been singing the song “July {A Plain Morning}” by Dashboard Confessional.  Actually, I haven’t been singing the entire song, just the part that goes, “it’s colder than it oughtta be in March.”  Because it is.  Colder.  Much colder, in my [...]

I opened up a bit of a political discourse a few months ago when none of the Canadian students in my American Lit. class would raise their hands for me.  A lot of my American {and some Canadian} readers were surprised that the overall opinion of Canadian college students was a bit…hostile…toward the United States.  [...]

**Posted as part of Jen’s (from Sprite’s Keeper) weekly Spin Cycle.  Keep checking out this post all week long for more of the quirkiest quirks on the web.*** The number seven resonates with me, and I’m not sure why.  Some might call it a quirk, and I don’t really have a better explanation for it, [...]