When I was in teacher’s college, a speaker told us that to be the best teacher, we had to settle for mediocrity. Sounds terrible, right?
Disclaimer: Our kid isn’t even two.
Lately (and I mean in the past few months) I’ve felt very incapable of joining in social conversation.
Today, on a day full of rain, Jack suggested we go out to a surprise location for lunch. I’m always down for surprises. By the time we drove into Bowness, I was hopping. “Angel’s?!” I guessed/demanded. Indeed it was. Angel’s Drive In.
The refreshing thing about farmers’ markets in Calgary is that they remind both Jack and myself of London’s Borough Market, with its blend of fresh produce, specialty goods, and hot foods.
I haven’t written a food post in years, but the remoulade was that good!
Remember the song, “I am slowly going crazy,”? For a while i was rewriting the lyrics to be a bit more relevant to my current situation.
Okay huge disclaimer before I begin: I’m trying to be funny. Which is something you don’t say when you try to be funny.
I used to be such a slow person, and my parents said as much.
Typing this with one hand because baby’s holding the other.