renée a. schuls-jacobson
Gazpacho for Muchacho
A few days ago our family was eating dinner. It was a warm, breezy summer night and we were having our supper outside at our heavy black wrought-iron table, under our umbrella in the backyard. It was a light meal: a little bread, some cheese and fresh fruit. And gazpacho….
Duplicates Disease
A little while ago I received my roster for my fall Comp-101 writing class. I scored a great building. But my roster is not to be believed! Check this out!…
What Makes You Purr?
I just saw this video, and I had to share it. Along with a few other things that make me purr. I…
Spot Check
I’m kicking off Wednesday #TWITS: a fancy-schmancy acronym for Teachers Whom I Think Scored / Teachers Whom I think Sucked. It only took me six bajillion hours to think up that one. So here is my middle school memory about one very specific moment. Obviously, I have changed the teacher’s name….
Lessons From The Sludge
Summertime makes me think of all the food and music festivals I’ve enjoyed over the years. I recall one particularly soggy Jazz & Heritage Festival in New Orleans, especially. Where I waited 30 minutes and to eat a $15 crabmeat Po’ boy….
Teachers Who Sucked vs. Teachers Who Scored
Back in May, I realized my fall 2011 semester was going to be hectic, so I asked a bunch of people to consider helping me out by writing about a memory of a favorite (or not so favorite) teacher who helped them learn something about themselves or the world. Because everyone has a favorite teacher, right? And, let’s face it, even the bad ones taught us something….
When Writers Meltdown
Not too long ago, I lost it. I mean, I totally lost it. And it should be noted, the people at Best Buy tried to help me decide between the Canon and the Nikon; I just kept crying. It was one helluva performance. Except it wasn’t a performance….
Lessons From Nicknames
A friend of mine recently told me about the time her younger daughter accidentally cracked her head open on the doorknob at the top of a staircase. Of course this incident occurred the same weekend her daughter had a nasty sinus infection and was horking up greenish-brown lugies, thus earning her the nickname Snorky McStaplehead. What nicknames have you acquired during your life?…
Hey! Why Is It So Quiet in Here?
Every day, more people are visiting my site. Which is totally excellent. And I am grateful to everyone who comes to check me out. But here is what I’m pondering: Why do so few people who read my blog actually leave comments?…
Lessons From A Meat Truck
One year ago I bought truck meat. You heard me. Not one but two cute dudes drove into my driveway offering me steaks, chicken breasts and shellfish. Initially, I was skeptical. But I saw the meat had come from a reputable company, a name I recognized. So I figured, why not?…