The Texture of Flair
We are sensate creatures. We feel textures everyday: this firm keyboard, the spongy-soft of this office chair, the feel of a hard nail on my
(my daily blog)
We are sensate creatures. We feel textures everyday: this firm keyboard, the spongy-soft of this office chair, the feel of a hard nail on my
I hate that feeling of being scattered. I’m beginning to think that if I’m not careful, I will always tend towards an out-of-control life. To
My preschooler has a little etch-a-sketch with a pen that lets her write letters. We were driving down the street, and she wanted to play
It’s a big weekend in my town. It’s a big party weekend. This means I avoid campus and expect a really low attendance in my
Whenever I get my cutting board out with friends or family, good things always happen. I remember chopping garlic and fresh ginger with my boyfriend
I’ve been practicing a new flair attitude. I want to admire people. Admiring somebody seems gushy and cheesy; we think about valentines or romantic movies.
Every once in a while, students make me cry. I didn’t make a fool of myself or anything. But I did cry. It’s all because
I learned Double Dutch with the neighborhood children. I did it. Seriously, I did. It was a community effort. One mom bought the jump ropes
Living with flair means to savor. You take the smallest thing (a punctuation mark, a turtle, a hand in the wind), and like some judge
If I’m going to live with flair, I have to think about communicating with flair. Most of us will have thousands of occasions for writing