Staying a week at Meemaw’s was the highlight of my summers growing up in North Alabama. One thing we always did during Meemaw Week was roll coins. It is a legacy I hope to pass along to my own future grandchildren.
A good friend tweaked my nose by passing along a post about some teacher allowing his students to use expletives in his classroom and how the dude argued some weak-as-water pedagogically circumspect poppycock as to why that ought to be just peachy.
Virtual pomp and circumstance… Put a fork in it, because I am DONE! Only a fool would take three grad classes during Standardized Testing Season. Only an idiot would take them online. Guilty on both counts.
It’s easy to get lost in the glory of springtime in Lower Alabama. If you’re from around here, turn off that TV and get yourself outside. It’ll warm your soul. If you’re not, come on down before the humidity sets in and treat yourself to the most beautiful time of year.