I :heart: mud runs! Not exactly a black-tie affair. The husband making laundry. One of the favorite photos I took—a red RZR launching into the pit. (14 more mud run photos here, including the one of the guy who rode his through sitting backward on his wheeler.)
Archive | August, 2008
I don't want summer vacation to end
Why? Well, number one, I enjoy having my kids home. They’re both fairly independent and they get along about 70% of the time. For another 20% the tall kid will get annoyed, don his iPod earbuds and disappear into his room. The other 10% requires maternal intervention, which is usually pretty effective. I just like [...]
Lamest blog post ever
But the polka-dotted tan lines on my foot from wearing Crocs all summer have been amusing me, so I figured I’d share. Real blog entry hopefully forthcoming.
Does it involve duct tape?
I’m girding my loins to do something brave. No, I don’t know what exactly that means, either. Sounds painful. But it’s time to suck it up and stick my neck out. Like Marie Antoinette, only awaiting the rejection rather than the guillotine. As a side note, can you imagine lying (or laying) stretched out, under [...]
Nobody wants to be meh
Dear Author has a post up today called What is Wrong With the C Review? and in lieu of any other blog content, here was my contribution: I see a C as the low side of meh, and no author shoots for that. There are way too many books in the marketplace for a C [...]
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