One Thing After Another
This is one of those posts that is very scary for me to publish. It might be way too personal from a family perspective. On the other hand, does it even come close to being...
Post Debate Analysis
I know some of you do not like Hillary. I know some of you support Trump. I know this because I’ve seen your Facebook posts, and I’ve had some very brief conversations with you...
A Teacher and a Bunch of Fifth Graders
In October 2004, a Groton Dunstable Middle School teacher, Betsy Sawyer, started an after school club consisting of a group of fifth graders called the Bookmakers and Dreamers Club. Their dream was to create the...
The Importance of Revision
You might not be able to tell, but I spend quite a bit of time on these posts. Not just writing them, but revising them. Revise, revise, revise until I’m happy with all the...
Excuses, Excuses and Scrapbook: Nicole’s Room
So, there has been yet another two week gap between posts. You are probably wondering, “She has an empty nest. What’s her excuse now?” Of the 25 days of an empty nest, there have been...
In Search of a Common Goal
A large portion of the Excellente crew got together in North Carolina this past weekend. The excuse for the get-together was the Panther’s/Patriots’ pre-season game. Dave had gone last year, and my brother-in-law Matt...
Time to Exhale
With Nicole, I’ve been more cognizant of lasts than I have of firsts. The last time being pregnant, the last time washing and folding onesies of a particular size, the last first day of...
A Fortnight
It’s been two weeks since I last posted. Anyone worried? If so, to alleviate those worries, here’s a quick update on what’s been happening. First, there was a graduation party. A graduation party with I-don’t-know-how-many...
Portsmouth
My friend Susan was at it again. Monday night, at 11 pm, we were exchanging texts. She was asking me to do something. My first answer was “No.” Then it was “Maybe.” Then it was “I’ll...