#tbt – On account of…

#tbt: Tales of a second-grade Laura

What did living my best life look like in second grade? Apparently it involved roller skates. And working toward that elusive two block adventure.. Can we also pause for the cause a moment though and appreciate how good I was at cursive at age 7 and a half?

#tbt: Tales of a second-grade Laura

Y’all. Seven-year-old me was pretty great to have in a crisis.

#tbt: Tales of a second-grade Laura

Just when you thought the well might be running dry… I found my second grade journals. I had the same teacher in second and third grade so we had the same kind of daily writing prompt thing both years and I’m real glad I kept them all because there are some real gems in there,Continue reading “#tbt: Tales of a second-grade Laura”

#tbt: Tales of a Third-Grade Laura

Only the coolest 8-year-olds had Walkmans. And spoiled toddlers, apparently. I don’t know how I thought I was going to pay for one for her on her sixth birthday (two months away at this point). That was obviously a lie to make me look good in front of Mrs. Kleinhans.

#tbt: Tales of a third-grade Laura

Third-grade Laura is a damn liar. This does, however, document my first attempt at bullshitting an assignment – a trend that continued well through college.

#tbt, a little early

I cannot believe it’s been a year. I cannot believe how much has changed in that year. 365 days ago, I walked away from a steady paycheck, health insurance and a chance to go to the Derby for free every year (ha), because none of those things were worth me staying in a job IContinue reading “#tbt, a little early”

#tbt: Tales of a third-grade Laura

I was a Democrat from way back – obvs. And thought this fitting to share since H-dogg just won Kentucky in the primary this week.. Favorite part? “I went crazy!” #nerd

#tbt: Tales of a third-grade Laura

More from my third-grade school journal…. At 8, I was already telling it like it is. #nonewfriends

#tbt: Tales of a third-grade Laura

Today, we visit the subject of being a parent. And what it apparently meant to me, at age 8. First, to be a mom: You only get school clothes and trolls. Oh and school supplies. To be a dad: I am so glad I didn’t end up a father because I do not want toContinue reading “#tbt: Tales of a third-grade Laura”

#tbt: Tales of a third-grade Laura

So this is a new thing we’re doing here on the blog because I found some of my third-grade writings and they’re GOLDEN. I did not like a couple of the kids across the street so I don’t know which one this is referring to. And I still wish that Spray-Can Silence was real. It would haveContinue reading “#tbt: Tales of a third-grade Laura”