Warning: Gratuitous use of photos in this post. Yesterday was October 31 and while my husband and kids were out trick-or-treating, I was home writing this post and doling out candy to the few trick-or-treaters that trekked up the big hill to our front door. And by few trick-or-treaters, I mean six. That’s it. Just…
What I Learned in Middle School at 42
Flashback to fall, 1984: Benetton sweaters, braces, big hair and even bigger EG socks. I was twelve and in the seventh grade. It was my first year of junior high (we didn’t call it middle school). All the usual pre-teen insecurities and anxieties were multiplied because my school was actually a junior/senior high school, with grades 7-12 together…