Falafel is a very light word. Other than the vowels, all it really has are the letters f and l: two airy, flying, and almost musical letters that make up the lovely and much adored fa and la of the solfège. You could almost sing fa-la-la-la-la-fel...

My extremely funny forever witty former student D. stopped by my room early in the morning as I watchfully stood at my classroom door to keep students from canoodling in the hall and intimidate anyone who dared infringe the dress code with my mean...

I used to have a granola bar for breakfast everyday until, well; I got tired of it and switched to cereal with milk. Lately, my breakfast has been consisting of a multi-grain waffle with maple syrup or a whole wheat English muffin with peanut butter...

The pictures of St. Martin just had to be in their own entry. I didn’t want to squeeze them in my previous post. A French-speaking island means a different culture and flavor; so I decided the pictures should be separate. The ship docked in...

Yes, the dream vacation is officially over. Monday has welcomed me back to reality with a slap on the face. I tried to deny the undeniable, but the alarm clock kept reminding me of the duties ahead. It’s only healthy for a vacation to be over and too...