Clean Out

“Keep!” “Toss!” “Does that even fit?” “Keep!” “Goodwill!” “Toss!” “I like that but it’s not in style. Get rid of it.” “Those are 2 of essentially the same shirts. You do not need both!” This went on and on this afternoon with my helpers, my mom and sister. 4 big, full garbage bags to Goodwill!

Holding On

Holding on to every last minute To the sand between my toes To the heat from the sun To the waves crashing To the salty smell And the tanned skin Summer don’t end

Tied

There is one in every class. One kid that ties their shoes together. One that waddles around the room laughing drawing any and all attention they can get. One that then needs to ask the teacher for help because they can’t get the shoes apart. This year is no different. “We just talked about how

Labor Day

My eyes flutter open to the flapping sound of the strings of pennet flags being hung from house to house. A smile spreads across my face. It’s Labor Day weekend…the best beach weekend of the year. This was years ago. Sadly, there are no longer pennet flags to wake me in the morning but other

Labor Day

My eyes flutter open to the flapping sound of the strings of pennet flags being hung from house to house. A smile spreads across my face. It’s Labor Day weekend…the best beach weekend of the year. This was years ago. Sadly, there are no longer pennet flags to wake me in the morning but other

First Day

Dear Class, Today is Tuesday, August 30, 2022. Today is an important day. Today you become 2nd graders. Today you start fresh with a new set of peers and teacher. You start a whole new year of learning. This year my hope is that you… are kind to yourself and others meet many, many new

Dinner Gone “Wrong”

Last week Tess proclaimed tonight to be girls night at my parents house. She’d be the chef as long as we chatted with her while she cooked. So tonight Tori, Donna (Tess’ mom), Kris, my mom and myself sat around the kitchen island, drinks in hand ready to catch up and watch the chef. Tess

Float-chella

Sundays are beach days during the summer. They are filled with family, hotdogs and fun. This weekend my sister and cousin decided we needed a theme. After some deliberation, it was decided we’d have the first (annual?) float-chella, which was inspired by a floatilla that happened a few weeks ago down at a different beach.

Waves

“Who’s up for a swim in the waves,” my cousin asked after dinner on Sunday. I looked out at the water and contemplates. They looked huge. They looked fun. But…I had just gotten all the sane off me with a nice shower. “I’ll be the lifeguard,” I finally answered. I watched with envy for a

Jet Ski Time

Water spraying my face Sun tanning my skin Wind blowing my hair Holding tight while going… Faster Faster Faster A smile blooms Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee