Author: Emily Sara Smucker

I have these furry black boots with furry pom-poms that I got online for twenty bucks once and just love. People all the time ask me where I got them but it’s silly because I got them years ago and most of the winter boots on the market now are either ugly ugg-types or $40…

Ben picked up two eggs. He said, “If we were in a movie and you were a bad guy I would throw these at you.” I picked up two eggs. I said, “If we were not in a movie and you were in a good guy I would throw these at you.” Then I pretended…

I have a new layout, very similar to the old. But you will notice that the red shoes are now red rubber boots instead of converse. Someday I am going to get my own pair of red rubber boots. I don’t really want a pair of red converse, even though they look so awesome. Here’s…

Yeah. So I just got done taking the most terrible final exam in the history of terrible final exams. Of course it is true that I’ve only really taken one other final exam in my lifetime but this has to be somewhere up there and I am quite irked. For instance: The study guide was…

There is this house down the road that suddenly I am completely in love with. It is all boarded up and sad and looks like it just needs someone to love it. The land around it is beautiful and cold and mysterious. This is not the house but it is the same style, brick with…

The book was fascinating. It was called “Shame of the Nation,” about kids in inner-city schools. I was trying to finish it, trying so hard, but time was running out, and the book critique was due. I did not want to be late with an assignment again. The book critique that I spit out in…

If someone types a word or phrase (such as “Emily Smucker”) into a search engine, and then from there clicks a link to my blog, it will show me what they searched for. Not the person who searched, unfortunately, but the words they typed in. Words like “Em’s blog” and “Emily Smucker” are searched frequently,…

There was a line of duct tape down the middle of the classroom floor. The right side was for conservitives, the left side was for liberals. Where did we stand? On the line? Barely on the liberal side? All the way down against the conservitive wall? I was barely on the liberal side. This was…

I always want to write about hard times on my blog. It helps me to get through it. But suddenly there are hard times on my plate that I don’t know how to write about. I don’t know who to paint in a positive light and who to paint in a negative light. These are…

Have you noticed the extraordinary amount of pictures on my blog lately? I have a confession to make. All of the sudden I have become obsessed with the blog of Tavi, the 13-year-old fashion blogger. Or is she 14? In any case, very young, and she reminds me of myself only I wasn’t nearly that…