I am a loser. I lose things. Small things, large things. It doesn’t matter. I can frequently be found asking people if they’ve seen my keys, my phone, my van, my mind.
I can keep track of most anything on my Palm. So maybe I should write down the location of all my important items at [...]
I hate it when people type “pic” or “pics”. I just thought you should know. Pictures, photos, shots, anything but “pic”? I don’t know why that abbreviation grates on me. It just does. I’ve tried it a few times. It seemed like a cool thing to type but once I saw it there on the [...]
How do I regain innocence in a world where ignorance is no longer an option?
My motherhood is my renewed connection with all that is good in the world, and my magnifying glass over all that is frightening and wrong. My children are the hope that makes tomorrow unquestionably worthwhile.
I find it fitting that my post [...]
Francie and her family close the door on me, just like that? What gives? Where’s book two? A Tree Grows In Brooklyn – the Blog?
It could kill them.
Laylee has learned to shell her own peanuts by chewing the shell into tiny shards, spitting it all over my counter and then eating half of the peanut and dropping the other half on the ground.
I know very well from my pediatrician’s advice and the King James version of What to Expect that [...]
*** This two-year-old post has recently attracted a lot of media attention. To be honest, it’s attracted attention on and off since I wrote it, usually by male caregivers who are hurt by my comments. It wasn’t until this recent round of linkage that I went back and read what I’d written with [...]
Laylee has made peace with the concept of death in fishes. She just told me that when JackAgain dies, we will have to get a new fish and we will name her Kafrin Lafrin Bitsy Thompson Laylien. This name I like.
I finally succumbed to the marketing pressure and got me one of them fancy motorized tooth brushin’ contraptions everyone thinks are so great or at least everyone thinks that everyone else thinks they’re so great so they buy them and end up stashing them under their bathroom vanities two days later.
I’ve seen the commercials with the [...]
What is your price? How often do you settle for something far beneath what you are worthy of because it’s the best thing you’ve been offered so far? Do you even know that you’re giving up something greater?
Please go leave a comment for Artemis Rich, something that makes you happy, to cheer her up. She’s having a rough time.
Bookclub discussion for tomorrow will be at the new site Novel Encounters, which will totally be up by tomorrow sometime, promise.
Update: The bookclub site is not so much of the ready. I guess we’ll [...]
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