Some Day My Prince Will Come
Tonight Coach and I had a real live date where we went to dinner and a football game alone, and he wasn't coaching. Anyway, we got a little chilled, so after the game we went to Starbucks where Coach made himself a new friend:Perky Starbucks Girl (who we'll now refer to as PSG): "Hello there, what can I get you this lovely evening? " (And y'all I am NOT exaggerating when I tell you that she spoke in a Disney Princess talking to birds and deer in a meadow kind of voice.)Coach: "Can we get a grande hot chocolate?"PSG: "Ooooooh good choice. Can I put a shot of peppermint in that for you?"Me (to Coach): "oh no- yuck."C

Meet Mack
How can you not love this face?My mom would be quick to count the ways. It's a short list. 1. He jumps on people 2. He made her swan dive across our porch and into the storm door...head first.But really, he's harmless. He just thinks he's a chihuahua; he loves to sit in your lap, jum

A Little Help for My Friends
Here are some people from the neighborhood:Carlos, who we renamed "BM" which was short for "Bullet Magnet" because he had a talent for getting caught in the crossfire of neighborhood shootings. The year I taught him he was shot six times.Orlando, whose mom was a prostitute, was a pretty street-smart kid. He took care of himself mostly because his mother slept while he was at school. One day he came to school with gouges cut out of his face. He had inadvertently gotten stabbed while trying to break up a knife fight between two girls on the way to school. He was so excited to tell me that he felt like Tybalt from Romeo and Juliet that he said he didn't even realize he'

Sunday Supper 21: Ninja Edition
Please forgive me. I've developed some sort of farming addiction on Facebook.Turns out, I'm one heck of a virtual farmer. I was also running a restaurant on Cafe World, but had to give it up because it was cutting into my harvesting time.No, sadly I'm not kidding.In other news, we lost our football game last weekend which means that Coach can join the family again.We've eaten dinner together at home 3 times since July.Again, sadly I'm not kidding.But he's back, and the weather is cool, and the leaves are magnificent, and I'm almost motivated to get back to cooking regularly.And by cooking I don't mean buying

Where She Be?
Between reading this...and grading these...