Skip That: There is a parent who gets upset with me every year and threatens to have her mother, that would be the student's grandmother, come up to school to kick my ass. Every. Year. Today, I told that story to some teachers when we were sitting in a meeting and then I ran into her at CVS. She told me she couldn't stand me again. I'm pretty sure she's on the special sauce side, so I just ignore it.
Read This: My daughter just bought her first house. I couldn't be prouder or more excited for her. All the cool things she's doing to get ready for her house are incredibly creative. Like, for instance, taking an old door with 15 glass panels, sanding it down, painting it, and creating a totally amazing headboard out of it. IF I PUT THAT RIGHT ON MY BLOG THEN SHE'S FORCED TO GIVE ME PICTURES. (Surely, someone will ask to see pictures of that and we can guilt her into it.)
Skip That: I went on a road trip after dropping off my nephew to his mom, my sister, when he spent his Spring Break with my family. On the trip home we took back roads and refused to stop for directions. Luckily, I had my camera with me but this gem I snapped with my Hipstamatic camera.
Old, abandoned gas pump.
Read This: Incidentally, Stacey, of Stacey Says won the BlogHer/Lincoln Crossover gift card in the amount of $500. Congratulations, Stacey! My apologies for taking so long to get that written up. You've probably spent the gift card by now.
Skip That: There are other contests coming up soon. Skip this sentence since it's not a contest of any sort.
Read This: Racialicious blog.
Skip That: The incredibly insensitive blog personal narrative written by two hipsters on which that article is based.
Read This: If I just throw in an apology here without any sort of warning and just hope that readers forgive me (OMG, Janie, shut UP already, I will blog when I can blog) (Janie Bird? You know I love you more than my scooter. Don't be mad.)
Skip That: My throat is all itchy and my eyes are watery. This is the worst pollen season ever. That should make you want to forgive me for being a bad blogger lately. It's not that I can't really see through these swollen, hay fever eyes. It's that I'm on Imitrex as well as Claritin and Zyrtec and the fake Sudafed which, I think, is called Wal-phed since I bought it from Walgreens so my brain is a little bit scary right now. I live dangerously on my polka-dotted unicorn.
Read This: Happy Earth Day? (The jokes will write themselves sometimes.)
Skip That: Sometimes, when I come back from an online writing hiatus, I catch up and read about all the crap that's happened online and I'm at once ashamed and sad that the blogging community can be so ugly. But, then I count my blessings in bloggy friends and remember that the company you keep says a lot about you.