I began identifying as a “journalist” as early as age 17, long before I actually started keeping a journal. As the high school columnist and summer intern for that bastion of Central Florida journalism, the now defunct Lake Wales Daily Highlander, I was the cubbiest of cub reporters, filling notepads with scribbled quotes from interviews, … Continue reading The ‘journal’ part of being a ‘journalist’
As the New South’s most beloved humorist, I am highly sought after as a member of group chats. My contributions are hilarious and always result in a “HaHa” symbol from the other members of the group. That’s how I know I am hilarious. Why else would someone respond with the “HaHa” symbol? Ok, so maybe … Continue reading Group texts are the new social media
I have officially reached “I-can’t-sleep-through-the-night-anymore” years-old. There were no parties with black balloons to mark the occasion. It snuck up on me. I knew it was coming based on the tales of my elders, but I mistakenly thought I had many more years of sound sleep before these restless nights set in. My chief problem … Continue reading Better sleep
Parenting today involves a lot of heavy equipment, evidently. From “helicopter parenting” to “lawnmower parenting” and even “bulldozer parenting,” much has been made on social media, in the press and scholarly journals on the impact on a person’s psychology when parents are too involved in their children’s lives and deny them the opportunity to overcome … Continue reading Letting them figure it out
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