#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

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”

At The Pahk

My sisters and I basically grew up at the ballpark near our house. At some point or another, beginning when I was 9 years old, one of the three of us has been playing softball over there. And Dad has been coaching. Until a few years ago when we finally all grew out of theContinue reading “At The Pahk”

day 29 – a song from your childhood

In all my 27 years, I have wanted a few different jobs. At age 3 or 4, apparently I wanted to be a bus driver. And as long as I’ve been able to hold a pen and/or paper, I’ve wanted to be a writer. Except for that span of time when I was in loveContinue reading “day 29 – a song from your childhood”

Momma said…

This is my mom’s column, which appeared with mine in this week’s edition of the newspaper where I work. She’s so awesome for agreeing to do this, and awesome in general. 🙂 And my dad’s so proud, it’s cute. He’s been showing copies of the paper to everyone. I had to go across the streetContinue reading “Momma said…”