Tag Archives: summer

New Words.

My students inevitably all ask the same question: when did you become fluent in French? It’s one that can’t be answered, as you don’t cross fluency like a finish line, don’t pass a test of Knowing All Of The French. … Continue reading

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Get your latte off my late summer.

Somehow, everyone the Internet over started thinking that September constitutes fall. Personally, I blame Starbucks and that infernal Pumpkin Spice Latte. They roll it out September 1st, when most of us are still too sweaty to even consider wrapping our … Continue reading

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Beach day.

This past weekend I escaped away to the beach with my brother, brother-in-law, and soon to be sister-in-law.  Looking back, I am tempted to say that I don’t know where this summer went. How is it almost september, almost time … Continue reading

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At the beach.

I cried a good chunk of my drive home from Kentucky on Friday, but now I am settling back into what promises to be a wonderful DC summer. A lot of this summer will find me outside of the District and … Continue reading

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Coming home means…

Piles of shoes by the back door because I will never ever ever be considered adult enough to be allowed to keep my shoes on in my mother’s house.  Stolen moments practicing piano when no one is home because I … Continue reading

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Counting this as the first day of summer.

After a couple weeks of insane paper writing, grading, projects, and massive consumption of Siggi’s coconut styr yogurt (Y’all, this stuff is like magic ice cream masquerading as food acceptable to eat at breakfast… or lunch… or midnight. All three have … Continue reading

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Goat cheese fig flatbread and saying goodbye.

The falling of the figs marks the end of summer.  You think that it will never come, that the tree will stay barren, that the bright green bulbs will never turn purple. You think that you have forever, that the … Continue reading

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