Christmas

I work in a school district. Christmas, holidays and time off are particularly difficult for many of our students. Minor thoughts and gestures of kindness go a long, long way.

I Always Cry at Christmas

Storytelling

I do not like jokes. I like stories. I like the humanness of the mundane, everyday lives of people. Ultimately, we are all doing the best we can to survive.

This week I went to see The Moth Story Slam. Thirty minutes before the show they only had two storytellers but needed 10. Here's a photo from the end of the evening.

Changing things up this Year

For the past several years I have been in Traverse City for Thanksgiving. This year I was home with my best girl, my grandma. Since I was going to be home I volunteered to assist at the local 5k. I woke up early, to get there to set up. I was having a bad hair day. I looked like Scar from the Lion King. I threw on a hat with braids already built in and headed out the door.

The afternoon was spent ironing scarves with my girl, while she sat in her wheelchair and had a little scotch.