Renée A. Schuls-Jacobson has a blog with her name on it. I wish it had my name on it. She blogs about teaching, family, writing, books and a host of life experiences that “don’t fit in a file folder”. The whole thing is wrapped up with style, flare, and plain, old-fashioned, good writing. She rocks a bikini so hard I SHOULD hate her, but I don’t. That’s because she says things like: “I am learning to find beauty in the chaos.” Great advice.
In her spare time (ha!) she’s hosting a series called #SoWrong where she has bloggy friends tell all about their most embarrassing moments. The entries so far are stellar. I’m not sure how I snuck into the talent-pool, but I’m up to bat today. Renée probably figured I’d have tons of embarrassing material.
So much material, in fact, that I had a hard time picking just one out of the over-stuffed filing cabinet that is my brain. I went to Merriam-Webster online for inspiration and found the following example:
I figure that embarrass on steroids is shame. My #SoWrong post is about the time I felt deeply and mortifyingly ashamed…of myself.
This one’s personal. As soon as I hit “send” I kind of wished I hadn’t. But what’s a little soul-baring between friends?
Head over to Renée’s blog to read “True Crime”, then hang around for all the other great stuff at her place.