
A grateful heart: A man who understands writing deadlines
So what if I found the actual 7-month old Little Debbie box in the laundry room? It doesn’t surprise you that we …
So what if I found the actual 7-month old Little Debbie box in the laundry room? It doesn’t surprise you that we …
I forgot my blog birthday. Again. I didn’t write about our third anniversary. It took me a month to opine about flying …
Head cold. Repeat root canal. Major case of student plagiarism. To say that last week was rough is an understatement. So on …
One back-to-school ritual is to visit my new classrooms. I wear entirely too much black to work with chalkboards, but alas. (Pictured: …
It started with Sean’s suicide last April. And then a few month’s later, Bud’s lost battle with pancreatic cancer. And then John’s …
I am a big enough person to admit I’ve watched American Idol for years. Not faithfully, mind you, but regularly. And you …
It is finished. The dissertation, that is. After submitting a final draft on Monday, I just received official word that the book …
Post-dissertation defense presentation and discussion, awaiting the verdict. I am so grateful to my dear friends who attended the defense and supported …
Why, yes. Yes, I did! I am utterly thrilled to announce a new arrival in our household. Affectionately known as The Big …
Hello! In case you wonder, despite being deep inside dissertation land, I am, in fact, alive. Barely, thank you sleep deprivation and …