So when I read through all different kinds of blogs, I found myself laughing, nodding, and often-enough crying.
Here’s to laughter. Plus, my sister and some other really awesome comedians along with a determined filmmaker are working night and day to make this happen. Check it out and become a part of it before it ends. https://www.seedandspark.com/studio/this-is-meg#wishlist
He jumped back. He was so startled that I thought I had a bug on my face when I went into my son’s room at 11 a.m. to wake him. “Wait, what day is it? Is there school today?” he asked. I shook my head and laughed nervously because I had been thinking that IContinue reading “Why the School Year Begins with Nightmares”
Expecting to dial your grandmother and for her to pick up the phone leaves you hanging on to nothing. Loving someone with Alzheimer’s disease is like dropping a container of tacks on the ground and trying to pick them up quickly. It just doesn’t work like that. You move slowly and it hurts. The tips ofContinue reading “Calling Alzheimer’s”
We just finished FCAT. What royal disaster! Let’s see what Bush has up his sleeve this time. WASHINGTON: Common Core ties draw Jeb Bush critics – Breaking News – MiamiHerald.com.
Oh, look at that! It’s a panda. You see it? There’s a ship. Look look look. Where? Right there, follow my finger. You see it? No. Well sort of. Ooowa! That one’s weird. I think it’s an old man. He’s smiling. See? Yeah! I see it… I lied. I saw nothing. Really. Just nothing. ItContinue reading “Keep Your Head in the Clouds”
At the end of the first week back to school in Florida, I stood in a line with moms beaten, worried, and tired. We were from everywhere in Miami. We wore business clothes, jeans, and sweatpants. The “perfect” mom with the straight, red hair, black V-neck sweater, and pencil skirt raised her eyebrows as theContinue reading “Religion is in the details.”
Digging graves, unconsciously, just digging. Scaring everyone. Dreams…well…they change. They morph into something scientific, to be dissected or picked apart. Between disillusionment and the idea that you needed to be more than what you should be or than what you really wanted. You don’t really dig graves. You dream, like every single one of us.Continue reading “I Remember My Dream”
Those sinewy blue beings link arms and chant, rocking in unison for love, Avatars who sync into the power of the earth while the “smarter,” more intelligent beings exploit them. I think of this often. I thought of this when I saw the new J.J. Abrams series Revolution. For those of you who don’t knowContinue reading “The Evolution before the Revolution”
Jaw dropping just doesn’t do it justice. When the image of Miley Cyrus wearing almost nothing, bent over on a stage flashed on my computer screen, I just thought, “Whatever, here we go again.” But, to all the girls who grew up watching her make exaggerated gestures in response to a weekly dilemma on herContinue reading “NOT Madonna”