I am failing miserably at my New Year’s resolutions. (Read more here: Mrs. Ram’s Jams New Year’s Resolutions) One of my goals was to do yoga everyday, but my mangled foot and its bootiness has shattered that resolution. And while I declared writing was going to take precedence over reading this year, I knocked out 19 … Continue reading Mrs. Ram’s Jams Reading List for January and February
nevermind the alarmish schoolmarmish her heresy is harmless mind the armchair activists, firearms alarmists, and smarmy political varmints instead the alarmish schoolmarmish is nothing more than an over-glorified farmwife or barmaid she’s harmless watch the self-proclaimed prince charmings stand atop of the armories and shout out the disharmonious decree this land isn’t free unless the … Continue reading A Poem: The Alarmish Schoolmarmish
I bought an itty-bitty bikini for my foot this week. Seriously. It’s called a Toe-Kini. It’s rather reminiscent of newborn-sized lopsided nude panties. Allegedly, this Toe-Kini offers ball of foot discomfort relief; instead, it has relieved me of my last shred of dignity. Who am I kidding? I purchased a Toe-Kini. Has … Continue reading A Mrs. Ram’s Jams Tale: A Teenie Weenie Toe-Kini
I’m a teacher. I’m not a firefighter, police officer, or soldier. I’m not a firefighter although I fight fires everyday. They can start at home, in the hallway, or in the classroom. I try to put them out before consumptive doom. It’s my job to keep the flames away. I’m not a police officer although … Continue reading A Poem: A Teacher’s Line of Duty
Before bed last night, I had to cut my skinny jeans off my body. Why, you might ask? My only other option was to drive home from the emergency room pantless. While I support the anti-pants movement more devotedly than any political movement, driving home partially naked in the wet, chilly weather with a … Continue reading A Mrs. Ram’s Jams Tale: Death of a Pair of Skinny Jeans
My archnemesis, an unlikely foe, is my old, leaky, evil dishwasher. He’s a malevolent inanimate spirit rivaling the slithering serpent in Genesis, making me want to disappear down a hidey hole. I’d rather shoot him with a rusty revolver than load him with egg yoke sticky plates and milk encrusted cups. But I habitually stack … Continue reading Poetry: An Unlikely Archnemesis
Hey y’all! I’ve been nominated for a Liebster Award. To be nominated for this award, another blogger has to nominate you. It boosts traffic to personal blogs and gives the little guy, like me, more exposure to a wider audience. In order to accept the award, I have to thank the person who nominated … Continue reading Liebster Award 2018
I’ve never fully pegged how Little Thing processes language and puts words together, but it’s definitely Little Thing particular. Often her adages render me into hysterical laughter, head-scratching, or wonderment. For example, she could verbally and correctly name green, blue, and red before she ever said mama. She also said “port-a-potty” and “teletubby” before … Continue reading A Little Thing Tale: Language Loopholes
Because my birthday falls on January seventh, my New Year’s resolutions never appear prior to January’s second full week. I’m a firm believer of birthday indulgences. I refuse to let my birthday get in the way of resolutions; therefore, I wait to avoid failure. Because intentional failure is stupid. But unexpected failure happens all the … Continue reading Mrs. Ram’s Jams New Year’s Resolutions
Here’s my promised list of my favorite reads from 2017. My 2017 goal was to read 100 books, and I hit 119 over the course of the year. And did I go broke? No. I bought ONE book out of 119 to support an old acquaintance who published her first book. I borrowed two books … Continue reading Top Twenty Books of 2017
