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Not to me, but my sister! She, my mom, and I were there to drop her off for her new job as a Wilderness Explorer at Animal Kingdom (caw caw, roar) and went to Disney Springs for dinner the night before her orientation. We stopped to look at the Pin Trading Post and a cast member there… Read More

There's just one hole down there, apparently. At least that's what I was told by a male human about my own female body.

I wish I had prepared myself for feeling sad about not having a "normal" birth. I've gotten to the point where I feel like a warrior for how it went down (I was unconscious, dad was not allowed in, and it happened in about ten minutes after arriving at the hospital), but I struggled… Read More

God bless my Belgian friends for introducing me to the gloriousness that is Cote d'Or Truffe Praline.

Oh my sweet Cajun Jesus, the bananas Foster at Brennan's in New Orleans is worth every sin earned on Bourbon Street.

Commercialized candy? Definitely Reese's. Traditional, homemade candy? Pecan pralines, by far.

I'm allergic to most soaps and have severe dermatitis. My dermatologist suggested this method. I give everything else a good rinse and scrub without soap, or I use soap when I'm especially grimy or sweaty.

Our school is only fancy cause it has trust fund money. God bless John McEachern (and his wife who actually established the trust).

A Day in the Life (First Day of School)

A former student came back to see me about three years after graduating. I was shocked; I had written him up multiple times, gave him detentions, etc, an all around hard time that he definitely deserved. He barely passed my class. I thought he hated me. He brought his girlfriend and… Read More