Posts Tagged “from my childhood”

Manual Labor

The other day I was doing some kind of hard manual labor and inflicted this blood blister upon myself.  Lame. Since then every time I’ve changed a poopy diaper I’ve caught sight of that dark speck and momentarily freaked out that I mis-wiped and have poo on my hand.  Seriously. It happens every time.  When I was in forth grade, as a getting to know […]


In elementary school whenever the teacher asked us to think of a word that described our selves and stared with our first initial I always chose energetic. Energetic really does not describe the little girl I was at school. I can’t think of an e word that does completely. I was very shy. I spent my time either engrossed (there’s a partial match) in my […]