Day 27: Living Instead of Blogging Part Two
I chose not to write blog posts Saturday and Sunday. You can read about what I did instead on Day 26. On Day 27 I did many more things including:… Read more Day 27: Living Instead of Blogging Part Two →
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Day 24: Challenged
This is a crazy, busy, insane day and it’s nowhere near over. After school today I asked Liam if he usually takes his medicine right after school or closer to… Read more Day 24: Challenged →
Day 22: When You Have Everything You Want
I was ill-prepared for this stage of my life as a mother. I absolutely adore my life. I want exactly what I have. I want everything that I have, including… Read more Day 22: When You Have Everything You Want →
Day 15: 17 + 18 + 19 = 21
Twenty-one years ago this very night, Jim and I fell asleep in our first apartment. We were dating seventeen whole days (though we had known each other for a year… Read more Day 15: 17 + 18 + 19 = 21 →
Day Twelve: An Open Letter to Dog People, Dogs aren’t People
Dear Fellow Dog People, Let me begin this post with absolute clarity: I AM a dog person. Coco, Max, Sugar, Sam, Megan, Murphy, Lucy, Emma and now Midnight . .… Read more Day Twelve: An Open Letter to Dog People, Dogs aren’t People →
Day Nine: Writing to Sell – Cleaning Up Emotional Vomit
When I was in kindergarten there were two lactose intolerant children named Brett and Tammy. Unfortunately, I started kindergarten in 1979, when lactose intolerance was less believable than demonic possession,… Read more Day Nine: Writing to Sell – Cleaning Up Emotional Vomit →
Thirty-one: Taking Requests
Hello friends! It is October and time to leave the craziness of September behind. I’m participating in a 31 day blog-a-thon this month, and today is the first post. I… Read more Thirty-one: Taking Requests →
Don’t Blink
We could have been at gymnastics practice. We could have been at music lessons. Instead, we were in the backyard as last of evening light slowly faded and the sun… Read more Don’t Blink →
