We’re heading out. Today’s the last day of mud season, so tomorrow we get to ride!
Because I always forget how to pack over the course of the winter, I’m currently running around like a starving racoon chasing a hot dog on a string, so I’m reposting a list I did from […]

Today’s my fifteenth wedding anniversary.
 Fif. Teen. Years.
 Dayum. And in two years, there will be undeniable evidence that I’ll be old enough to be the mother of a high schooler.  In four years I’ll be sharing my car.
  :ignore: 
 Enough of that.
 So yesterday the husband had one mission: take the tall kid to the powersports shop and buy […]

Honest.
I couldn’t do my letters to the Idol because we watched it during a late dinner so I couldn’t write in my notebook. For some reason I can’t do them after—they have to be a stream of consciousness thing. David Cook rocked—and totally lived up to Cowell’s awesome challenge. It’ll no doubt be a David […]

How hard can it be to find a black, zip-up hooded sweatshirt? I think I have a better chance of a hoarde of agents and editors descending upon my home, clamoring for my grocery list, than I do of finding a black hoodie.
Having exhausted my usual retail haunts (yeah, that would be Wal-Mart), I ventured […]

 So today marks the start of my diet new eating lifestyle. Only took me about two hours to figure out how many Points (tm or r or something) to charge for a “splash of milk”.  Sitting here with a small DD iced coffee rather than a large is not making me happy, so I went to get […]

Sometimes, when it comes to professional envy, the hits just keep on coming and it’s hard to keep on going. And it doesn’t matter how much you like and/or respect the author, when somebody gets a deal with an editor you want or a house you want or beats you to the punch with a […]

Fine. I went.
I had to have a tetanus shot.
And I have to take Augmentin for 10 days, which the nurse cheerfully informed might make me feel nauseated, and I will almost certainly feel, because of the shot, as though a large man punched me in the arm.
It’s all Angie’s fault. She knows why.

Pretty, isn’t she? Serene, even.
It’s a lie. She’s a vicious, feral jungle cat who will—suddenly and without remorse—shred the finger off the person who feeds her. Yeah, that would be me. So what happened?
I was letting her bite me, and then she really bit me. I know, huh?
Since Jinx was a wee baby […]

Dear David Cook: (”Hungry Like the Wolf — Duran Duran—SQUEE!) Ohmigod. I hated it. I’m so sorry. Especially the “doo doo” parts. I can’t believe it, and I have so much guilt.
Dear Syesha Mercado: (”Big Wheels Keep On Turning”…or is it “Proud Mary”?—Tina Turner) That whole dance routine bridge was tres […]

Dear Ezmerelda,
I know a muse is supposed to be a fickle and capricious being, but now’s not really a good time for you to uphold those old stereotypes. Right now I need you to roll up those sleeves and focus, even though…
1. The upstairs bathroom is totally deconstructed and so much sawdust has been […]