Dream Tree
I don’t see sugar plums dancing in her head, but I DO see the tree she was dreaming about.
Bill- the elf on a shelf
Sometimes I need to find a corner to just sit and contemplate the spelling of my name
Thank you Kerrys (the other women)
Things change. Seasons. Occasionally my underwear gets changed. But what doesn’t change in schools, houses, fields or parks, or wherever kids…be…at…is the idea that all we really want to do is be good so we don’t get coal in our stockings on Christmas Day. Also it’s a time to show you all of the gifts …. Read More
Random Verbiage
Yup. (SIGH)…I know. It’s only a game. But watching the Red Sox top the Yanks in the wildcard game may have clenched my caboose tighter than Wally’s jaws on a pizza crust. And that’s unfortunate, because this type of pain is something that can linger longer than one of Joe Spina’s legendaryMarshall monologues. Nevertheless, we …. Read More
‘What Shall I Do…?”
The Donadoni Academy would like to express their deepest gratitude to all the people and flat tires and cab drivers who were a part of our seemingly endless, interminable journey home from Baltimore to Boston following a wildly successful weekend to honor the OG’s. That is… Mr. and Mr. Alexander Donadoni (just because they managed …. Read More
Dog Race to Glory
The rapid machine gun bleating sound of the cross walk signal telling Wally and Willy on their march to marvelousness – is that a word? – that it was time to go cross the street was blaring. Loudly. So, naturally we kept moving. And moving. And we found our stride. Have you ever been on …. Read More
Principal Shakes off Budget Woes
I don’t know if I ever followed up about the budget negotiations with the school committee. So now seems like a good time to fill you in. The school committee stated that all votes were unanimous. Just in case I wanted to dispute anything. Apparently there was not much consideration of what I wanted anyway. …. Read More
Have Faith and Not a Bloody Nose
Do you know what faith really is? It is standing in your backyard as a baseball heads towards you without you actually seeing it. You know that your daughter’s strength is growing faster than your ability to track a baseball at dusk. You know that the ball has left her hand, but you can no …. Read More
