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I went for a bike ride two days ago for the first time in, oh, 5 years or so. I bought the bike when I started my new faculty development job in Lexington

There are so many things I didn't think I'd ever do. I wear makeup now (yes, now, even today, because I paid for it, damn it) in part because my daughter became obsessed

Given the current situation in the world, if you buy one of my two self-published books, I will donate the proceeds to Hope for College. Buy Learning to Breathe which focuses on mental

Given the current situation in the world, if you buy one of my two self-published books, I will donate the proceeds to Hope for College. Buy Learning to Breathe which focuses on mental

Given the current situation in the world, if you buy one of my two self-published books, I will donate the proceeds to Hope for College. Buy Learning to Breathe which focuses on mental

March 2020 marked the 10-year anniversary of my being online. I spent a lot of January and February writing a year-by-year reflection, as well as curating and creating two self-published books that collected

I had to drive into the office early yesterday morning to pick up my office chair. I'm not as young as I used to be, and my back cannot tolerate sitting on a

I started teaching in an online program for people in prison. I'm teaching a writing course to incarcerated men and women scattered across the country. If you thought the LMS was bad, wait

When we would have snow days, when the world would shut down because there was too much snow on the ground to safely travel anywhere, we knew that, eventually, and even quickly, the

Day one of the new normal, we're all social distancing and working from home. Kids are off school, and for two weeks won't have organized, assigned, and required work while the district scrambles

I want to start with a quote from a good friend of mine who posted this in response to these extraordinary times: "Nothing will be perfect. Everything will be ok." He wrote this

In the winter (I refuse to call February "spring" even if too many schools call it the Spring semester) of 2010, I was underemployed, lonely, depressed, and desperate. I was living in rural

The email showed up in my inbox and, as always, I immediately clicked on the document to contribute. It was the monthly (monthly? bi-weekly? stupid ADHD time) prompt from Mary Churchill, co-founder of

I jinxed myself. Last week, I made the observation on Twitter that I usually write about 1k words a day, and if I don't, it feels strange, like my day isn't complete. They

A little more than 4 years ago, I was at #dlrn15 hearing Jim Groom talk about Domain of One's Own, and Eddie Maloney talking the graduate degree they were developing, the one that

I was reminded today that five years ago, I officially received a job offer to join CELT at the University of Kentucky, kicking off my Alt-Ac career as a faculty developer/academic technologist.

On nerding out with my kids.

I lay in bed this past weekend, sun streaming into my room through the blinds, hitting me in the face, warming my pillow. I turned over and closed my eyes again, thinking about

Where do you call home when your heart is in too many places?

I organized the apps on my phone the other day. And then I organized my dresser. And then, I organized my calendar. Now, I should note, I was also procrastinating about doing other,

I took a break from writing over the month of December. I mean, I still wrote things for work and I still tweeted and I still wrote FB posts and I still wrote

"You always look so pulled together. How do you do it?" I've been doing a little project this semester on my instagram account, taking a picture of myself every day wearing a different

Baby Lion has been an integral part of the family since my son was born. We just didn't know it at the time. He was one of the first stuffed animals that was

My swimmers had an amazing meet this past weekend. They all got at least one best time, and most of them got at least one cut time (which is ultimately meaningless, but goal

I wish I could remember why I chose Lyle Odelein as my favorite player on the Canadiens. He was an old-school defenceman, tough and reliable, with many, many penalty minutes each season, but