renée a. schuls-jacobson
Scorpios: Were You Born This Way?
I am a Scorpio. Scorpios are notoriously tough. People love us or hate us. Before I knew anything about astrology, I knew this. I felt it in my bones. I know I am my own person, that I have the ability to make choices. But I also possess certain traits that are nearly impossible for me to suppress….
Not To Be Trashed: Guest Post by Mary Mollica
Today’s guest blogger is my old friend, Mary Mollica whom I have known since 1975 when we found each other in 2nd grade. Today, Mary recalls our most excellent high school art teacher, Carl Wenzel. She’s not lying about his quirky-awesomeness. My homeroom was next door (in the other art room) but I often hung out in his room. With one quick lesson, he helped Mary save something that she almost threw away. He may not remember doing this, but his words and actions changed her life….
Fall Happened Overnight
Fall came late to Rochester this year. Check out this photo and ridiculous vlog of a 24 hour period in Western NY….
What the Heck is Ebenscraw?
Today we continue with Made-It-Up Mondays where I throw out a 100% bogus word and ask you to define it, provide its part of speech, and use the word in a sentence that indicates how your idea of the word could be used. So um, what the heck is ebenscraw? As always, big rewards for the winner!…
November Mash Up of Awesomeness
It’s that time of the month. No, not THAT time of the month. It’s time for my bi-monthly mash-up of favorite blog posts across the disciplines. Check it out….
My First Grade Teacher Must Have Had Stock In Crayola: Guest Post by Mark Kaplowitz
My guest blogger for #TWITS today is Mark Kaplowitz. I started cyber-crushing on MarKap the minute he came onto the blogging scene. Many of his earliest pieces were Gen X type pieces that made me remember lunchboxes and action figures. His writing is punchy and hilarious. I can’t understand why he hasn’t been discovered and published already. I would totally buy his books. (You hear that publishers? He’s already sold one copy!)…
The Compromise
The prompt said the write about a doomed relationship. Easy-peasy. …
The Gift of Off-Center
For the first two weeks I called him Jeff. By the time I got it straight, I realized that Mark Kelly was not the technology guy; neither was he the Athletic Director. He was the Middle School Principal, and he’d come to the English office to pay me a visit, to see how I was doing, if I needed anything. Little did I know that he was out to get me. …
An Opportunity For Dialogue
I have to confess, in my younger days, I used to attend protests. I have been jazzed up enough about certain social issues to actually put myself out there and march and shout and carry signs and what not. But frankly, the whole “Take Back Wall Street” thing has me confused because so many people represent so many different gripes; I have actually lost the message of the protest. Is there one unifying message? But this guy has found a way to do his part. And he explains it so nicely….
Monkey Has Left The Building
“I don’t like it anymore,” my son said, right before he took an enormous bite out of an enormous apple. “What?” He…