Old High School Hurt

The other morning, I awoke to a cold, rainy day. I got the kids off to school and made the long commute to my office via the staircase. I sat at my desk, my coffee in my hands and my feet propped up, listening to the rain. It was a few minutes before 7:00a and it was still dark outside. I knew any motivation I might have to get dressed and go to the gym was slowly fading away. I needed to do something to cheer me up a little, and to keep me from commuting back to my bedroom and crawling under the covers....Continue...more

Glee’s Iqbal Theba – America’s Best Known Principal -- Brings Affordable “Online Guidance Counseling” as SuperFutures’ Principal

“Oh No, I’m Stuck with Construction,” He Says Before Finding Acting  Los Angeles, CA – March 7, 2011 – What do I want to be when I grow up? It’s a question everyone asks. Now, Iqbal Theba – best known as Principal Figgins in the hit TV show, Glee – is joining SuperFutures as its honorary principal and partner to help teens find the answer....more

Bottom of the barrel

I am going to try very hard to not let this turn into a rant. There are Jr.-HighSchool girls who don't have friends. My daughter finds herself to be one of those girls. Let me lay it out for ya. She's overweight, she seems to be a late bloomer (both emotionally and physically), she has to work hard for her grades, and she was given more than just a "measure" of compassion for all creatures great and small.  I have read articles that describe bullies and their ability to detect those who are vulnerable to their bully ing....more

40 Years of Lessons in 30 Days: Day 9

Lesson #9 – Welcome To The Real World   We spend our formative years being told what to do, what not to do, go here, go there, good lord don’t go there, say this, be that….blahblahblah. Usually followed with the explanation of “because I said so.”  ...more

Back In the Day - Part One

Let’s take a journey. Shall we? Back to the 1970’s. I was in elementary school in the 1970’s. The plaid pants and bright red knee socks are but a blurred image in my mind. Playing I Spy in Mrs. Dunn’s First Grade Class with the miniature stop light. Loose teeth.... Yes, that was a very long time ago. I remember music class with Mr. Burrick in the old red pole building. The instruments seemed so big and shiny. He had an old trunk that was big enough for at least four of us children to hide in. It was never opened and, to us kids, it was extremely creepy....more

Triennial

We just passed a milestone. Three years have passed. We had our triennial IEP (individualized education plan) meeting for my twice exceptional boy. Who knew three years ago we would even need an IEP? Back then it terrified me!...more

Thoughts on Being A "Pretty Fat Girl"

Now, this isn’t the first time that this has happened to me. The “but you’ve got such a pretty face” write-off. As if my face discounts the size of my body, or my life-long struggle with weight. As if we are existing in some sort of hierarchy of fatness, where pretty faces sit at the top and everyone else has more of a right to hate their bodies than, let's say, I do. ...more
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Best 4 Years of Your Life?!

Have you ever heard someone comment that high school was the best 4 years of their life? How did this ever get started?! For a long time, I thought I was the only person that disagreed with that because of everything I was dealing with. Eventually, I talked to other people who felt the same way....more

Do You Remember Prom?

Today's Post on Real Talk 123.com Prom was so epic.  I went to 2 proms: junior prom and senior prom.  Looking back it was so major, but in the grand scheme of life it was so insignificant.  So why is it that so many people place such a high price on an event that lasts 4 hours?  If you didn’t notice the photo, that is me; prom 2006.  I had a blast.  I really did!  I enjoy dancing so I think RJ and I just danced the...more

Ten Years Later

Last Friday, a large percentage of the other hundred people that graduated with me in 2000 dressed up in their fancy finery, glad-handed their old pals, tried desperately to one-up each other, and drank themselves into oblivion.At least, that's what I say happened at our 10-year reunion.  I wasn't at there.  In fact, I hear they chose to play laser tag, instead.  Maybe my graduating class is even cooler than I remember it being.I have mixed feelings on missing the reunion.  On the one hand, it would have been great to see the children (because we were chi...more
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