… but just for 3 days. I am going with another interpreter to work at a football camp. After committing, I found out I’ll be staying in a dorm room in a sleeping bag. Tricky bastards. This will be physically interesting. Thankfully they will house any female staff away from the males. Not sure how […]Read More I’m Going To College!
I remember the good old brain days when simple things did not overwhelm me. This is no longer the case. I suppose the more shit you pile on top of your inner noggin, the less space there is for more crap…. kind of like my garage. One more teetering box is just asking to fall […]Read More The Good Old Brain
I’ve been back to work now for two months – or in public school lingo, 1 paycheck. This morning I woke up with a sinus headache that radiated across my entire head and caused me to eventually ralph. That hasn’t happened in a long time, and the most frequent occurred when I lived in Austin, […]Read More Workin’ Probs
I am not asking for you to stop voting to take away my rights. I’m telling you. I never gave you permission over my body to decide what I can and cannot do with it, therefore the right was never yours to take. I never gave permission to any politician to make a decision for […]Read More Give Me Back
I am 5’10” 1/2. The other day the speech teacher at the school I work at came into the room. She is about 5’11 and a whole person lighter than me. She offered me the bath bomb someone had given her for teacher appreciation week. My response: “I think I was about 10 years old […]Read More Soap Nope
I’m a working educational interpreter again! Huzzah! It has felt amazing to be back at work, even if it’s just part time. Part time is the sweet spot, y’all. It’s a lot of purpose with a little bit of commitment. I have not worked in a decade and SO much has changed. First and foremost, […]Read More Flappy Hands
My daughter got out of the shower last night and started asking me if I remember the part in “Shazam!” when the boy gets left by his mother. (and ends up in foster care) I told her I did and she started crying and saying how sad it was that his mother actually left him. […]Read More Out Of Nowhere Talks