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I cannot believe summer is almost over. It seems like it went by so fast. With summer winding down, it can mean only one thing: back to school time. As a child I loved to read; well, I still love to read too. (Wow, that sounded like a Mitch Hedberg sentence.) By the time I was a freshman in high school, I was assigned summer reading to have ready by the first school day of the year. I actually loved summer reading. My parents would take me to a cabin about three weeks before school so I could read my three or four summer books in the course of a week and complete all my homework assignments. I think this is partially why I still love to read in spurts. I devour books sometimes in four or five hours. I have been known to pull the Harry Potter all-nighter. Read More Lunch Time Poll: Back to School Reading
Black Friday, Small Business Saturday, and Cyber Monday have all come and gone. And my shopping list hasn’t gotten any shorter, has yours? I will also admit, I’ve written these guides in order of simplicity – in the grand scheme of things, babies, toddlers and preschoolers will forget about whatever you give them a few days after Christmas. School-agers, on the other hand, will remember, and may or may not announce their rating of said gift over Christmas dinner. Read More Aunt Sally’s Holiday Guide for Nieces and Nephews: The School-Agers
When I was in elementary school, I would roller blade down the street to the public library, leave my skates in the hall, and plunk myself down in my favorite corner of the children’s section, the one where the “B” and “C” authors came together. This was because my favorite books were by Beverly Cleary (whose spunky heroine Ramona deserves her own post) and Judy Blume. Read More What Judy Blume Taught Me
I would never, ever be seventeen again, but what a hoot it was to do once. I wanted to try everything, in my relatively sheltered way. I dyed my hair, I traveled a little by myself (well, to see my very best life friend on the East Coast), I smoked a cigarette, I slept with This Boy, who was a little bit of trouble and a lot of intellectually incurious. Read More 1989 – I Had It (The Right Stuff)