Writing is like being able to put life into a snow globe. It takes the things that are too big and scary and reduces them into a form that I can put away when I want and look at from a distance. It also takes all that’s good in life and captures it into something I can take out when I want and look at close up and keep forever. It makes the bad things into something I can hold…and the good things into something I can hold onto. Both help so much that I need that little souvenir of life.

Monday, March 8, 2010


So I just got a letter in the mail from the U.S. Department of Commerce telling me that next week I will get my census form. Is it me? Or does that seem like a HUGE waste of postage to send a letter…telling me that I’m going to get a letter?

I was subbing for a middle school P.E. teacher. It was right before 7th hour, which is usually the last hour in most of the middle schools in my district, but my notes said there was an 8th hour after that. So I asked another teacher if they had an 8th hour there.

Her reply: “Yes. You’re in hell. It just goes on and on here. And after that class period, you’ll discover there’s a 9th."


  1. Ha! My sentiments exactly about the postage. I said that same thing to my husband today. And the 8th hour comment, well somedays that is absolutley true. It goes on and on.

  2. I got mine today, too. AND, it had the WRONG TOWN on it!! Correct street name and number, and correct zip code, but wrong TOWN!! DUH!!
    AND on top of the double postage cost....what about those ridiculous TV commercials they've been running for some time??!! We're doomed!!

  3. I thought the same thing when I got my "preview" letter. Seriously...


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