Deflated

Imagine blowing up a balloon, pinching the neck between your thumb and pointer finger, and then abruptly letting it go. That’s what happened to me yesterday morning while I was teaching grade 10 English. I didn’t actually flap wildly around the room making a rude sound and land totally flaccid in the corner, but I…

Mammal Mondays: Lounge Lizards

There is a slight problem in the dollhouse of late. It’s been building for some time, but it’s now perfectly clear: Sherman and Leroy are leeches. They just want to lay about the house while I do all the cooking, cleaning and cat box scooping. Behold: Yesterday, I marked exams and planned lessons and did other…