I’m a sixty-year-old (Wow — Does THAT feel strange!) who taught high school English for 452 years (OK, 38) and loves to write. However, I think perhaps my friends tire of me going on and on sometimes. If you are willing to come with me on this journey, I will love to talk with you. I can promise you reminiscence, rumination, and a bit of ranting when I feel passionately about something.
Just so that you know who I am — Besides the teaching (which I loved so much that I went into English consulting after six months of retirement), I am the mother of a son and a daughter who really didn’t pluck my nerves TOO much while they were growing up. She is about to follow in my footsteps as a teacher, and he will figure out what he wants to do one of these days. It’s all good.
I love to cook, garden, read, and write. I hate housework with a passion that’s hard to describe. For this I went to college? “Ring around the collar” is not something that bothers me a great deal, and dust bunnies do not attack.
I love high school football, teenagers, kids in general, politics, and chillin’ with good friends. I will say pretty much anything, but always with a Southern accent. My momma raised me right!