“Skip, skip, skip to my Lou”

#13: Have a skipping squad meet in downtown Northampton I run a very tiny (but fun!) skipping club in Western Massachusetts called the Pioneer Valley Skipping Club (formally called Samantha’s Skipping Squad). I started it in late March and was totally inspired by Michelle Joni‘s skipping club. I read an article on her adult preschool and decided right then […]

“A Balanced Diet is Chocolate in Both Hands”

And by “Hershey Park”, I didn’t realize I meant “Hershey’s Chocolate World”.

“More Flags, More Fun”

If you haven’t been to Six Flags ever, go. If you haven’t been to Six Flags in a long time, go. It was fun to relive some of the old memories and see what has changed and what has stayed the same.

“Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man”

A few days ago, I walked into work into a classroom I work in, Room 9 – Anne’s room. She had gotten me a little gift, knowing that I love to use instruments in the classroom, and said she saw it and thought of me.

“She was Very Short, Although not in Spirit”

I live on a dead end street in a small town (now a city, but no one really calls it that) in Massachusetts called Easthampton. I’ve lived in the same house in the same street my whole life (minus a few months I lived in the neighboring city of Northampton). At the end of my street, there’s a stoplight and beyond the stoplight is a small park consisting of three picnic tables, a spigot, and some old cinderblocks for a fire. It’s right on the side of Route 10 (see last post), and kind of sticks out since it’s in a busy area/intersection. I hardly ever see people there and if I do it’s someone alone and on a lunch break.
The park has a little sign that reads:

Katherine Root Wayside Park

For a while now I’ve been wondering who Katherine Root was/is. I turned to the infamous “You Know You’re from Easthampton When….” Facebook page and posted this, knowing I’d get some answers:

“It Opened up my Eyes, I Saw the Sign”

I think it might have been during Fall 2014 when I noticed a rather large sign in the middle of an overgrown field next to Route 10 (known lovingly by some as THE HAMP STRETCH) in Northampton (very close to the border of Easthampton, but technically over “the line”). The sign was obviously handmade and was set back in the field quite a-ways but still legible. It said, boldly: TATTOOS ARE UGLY

It’s About That Time :)

Time for this year’s summer goals list! I have a lot of fun and challenging things planned for this year and I’m excited to share all of them with you. 🙂