I cannot say for certain, but I have a small hunch that I have just about worn out the 'Welcome' on the welcome mat outside of the Editor's door. At the very least, she may have my messages blocked from text reception (if there is such a feature).
I love to read.
I ran a Half Marathon.
Typically speaking words for my columns just come to me. Majority of the time I do little thinking, I just type.
Describing myself as a 'sports fan' would be a stretch. It is much more accurate to say I am a fan of athletes.
I'm an optimist.
This month marks one decade since I first strolled through the front door of the Oakdale Leader in hopes of acquiring a job. It's a story I have recounted and told numerous times, so I will spare you all the retelling of history.
We got a cat.
It really takes just a minute for a life to change.
I love being a grown-up.
If you are the parent of a 7-year-old, I hope you have them in a booster seat today.
I recently had a 'moment' of clarity and it made me think two things: this will make a good column and I wonder if others experience this.
I need a little help understanding something.
On the morning of June 12, 1986 the farthest thing from my mind was how I would feel about my life in 25 years.
I never dreamed of being a teacher.
I broke up with Facebook (FB). The relationship had become unhealthy.
A girlfriend and I recently had a conversation regarding the self-empowering use of the word 'No' on a more regular basis. Chances are if you're a parent (most specifically a mom) you understand this struggle.
I am the mother of a fourth grader.
What is it about a television series that sucks us in?
A few weeks back I had the unique opportunity of attending a school board meeting for a standing room only night.
Some days our newspaper space just doesn't provide enough room for the cast of characters which occupy our zip code.
Earlier this month, I shared a bit about my personal journey with the word 'believe' and what it offers to life and living on a day in day out basis.
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