Laugh at My Parenting

It all started in 6th grade when my teacher said to quiet down or he’d make us write about the weather. I wrote him a note saying I’d prefer to write that essay instead. But, I went to college for computers and not literature because I'd get a better job. When I returned to work after having children, my computer experience was outdated and no one would hire me. I did what any literate nerd would do at that point – I went to massage school and had a 20 year career giving massages. Years later, a retired teacher who I respect and admire, encouraged me to write my stories. She thought that someone who was a mom or anyone who had ever been a kid might enjoy them. Thank you, Joyce Rubin. This blog wouldn’t exist without your kind words.