I was originally going to post this on Friday on the Letter D day of the Blogging A-Z Challenge, but changed my mind because I wasn’t particularly comfortable with it. Then I thought buck up and grow a pair. Well, I can safely say I didn’t grow a pair, but obviously I have bucked up.
In June, God willing, I will be another year older and I’ve decided that this is as good a time as any to do a 30 Dates in 30 Days Challenge. It’s not a new concept and you’ve probably seen other bloggers do this. Well, I’m joining them. However, before I do I’m going to need your help. Continue reading →
For nearly 140 years Eastern Market has been an important part of the Capitol Hill community. It has been a neighborhood market and gathering place for residents of the DC Metro area. Designed by Adolph Cluss, Eastern Market was completed in 1873.
Plagued by declining attendance after World War II and supermarket wars, Eastern Market was about to be closed when residents rallied behind it and in recent years it has seen a resurgence in vendors and patrons.
Just out of curiosity, if you, as a parent or legal guardian, received a letter from your child’s school saying they are not feminine enough how would you react? Would you encourage her to do what makes her happy or that it’s best to go along with society.?
I’m asking because a local girl was sent home with a letter from her private Christian school stating that she should dress and act more like a girl. As a self professed tomboy, I take issue with this. This 8 year old girl who likes to wear her hair short, t-shirts and sneakers and enjoys collecting baseball cards and coins is told she is not feminine enough. The school also stated that she is a disruption because the other kids don’t know if she’s a boy or a girl. If I remember correctly when I was 8 years old, I could care less if you were a boy or a girl.
I will drop everything in a heartbeat and go somewhere. Example. Last year for my birthday, I decided to go to San Fransciso and the next day at the butt crack of dawn I was on a plane. However, during my flight and my layover I was planning, planning, planning my things to see and do list.
If you celebrate or even love Valentine’s Day then you probably want to bypass reading this post.
This notion of ‘Be Mine’, ‘Be My Valentine’, and a host of other sayings begins its indoctrination in elementary school, maybe sooner. I don’t remember the first time I was forced by my teacher to go out and get those packs of Valentine’s Day cards for my classmates.
We would tape a little bag on the edge of our desk and run around the classroom like the little gremlins we were chucking those cards into those little red, pink, or white bags. Admittedly Continue reading →