Okay…minor decisions first–cotton intarsia baby blanket? What cotton intarsia baby blanket? I’m just not stupid enough to start a cotton intarsia baby blanket right now…do I look certifiably insane? Okay, fine, less eye make-up…I’m really not that crazy. Next, a couple of conversations from recent days that have totally cracked me up: Cave Troll: MOM!!!… Read More

Okay, I was just wondering what to blog about today–my choices are limited by my pissy mood (it IS that time of the month, after all…) and my @#$%ing computer at work. My sutdents are so tired/amped by the impending spring break, that (and this is the weirdest thing) they are BEGGING for worksheets…I mean…ICK!!!… Read More

Okay…looking at Needletart’s blog (bless her bless her bless her!!!) the question seems to be, did I mean for that first chapter to be that unfocused? The answer is…yes and no. The whole book started from a short story that I wrote–it began with Cory in the gas station and ended with her and Adrian’s… Read More

OKay…the deal is, you bold the ones you’ve read and leave blank the ones you haven’t. I’m going to warn you, that I’m going to cheat. If I haven’t actually read it, but I HAVE read enough crappy book reports on it to discuss it as though it’s the subject of my doctorate, well, I… Read More

Okay, seriously– I’ve been working on the Cave Troll’s socks, and the colors are bright and they’re totally kicking me out of the funk (as is the spring rain:-)but I’m having trouble figuring out what to do about the baby blanket. I usually do not hate intarsia this badly. But then, I haven’t really done… Read More

Happy, I mean… (but happy didn’t rhyme with gray…) Yeah…April is not nearly as cruel and March is not nearly as bitchy with a few rain clouds to soften all of that brightness. (I may be a color slut now, but given all the romantic poetry I made out with in college, I think the… Read More

Then does that make March just bitchy? Hmmm…speaking of bitchy… I’ve spent considerable time bitching on this blog, maybe it’s time to take some serious stock… Lessee… * My house is buried under 2 tons of crap. It’s to the point where I can’t even fathom where to start. * My desk at work is… Read More

So I was showering my day away last night, and I realized that I couldn’t seem to unfreeze the stress-clench from around my forehead and neck. I would try, I would think about something pleasant and it would ease up and then suddenly I would think about the mixed messages I’ve been receiving from the… Read More

(Thank you, Scooby Doo Two…) Anyway, thanks everybody for the wonderful suggestions–I’m thinking I’m going to do a website, and thanks to Catie’s excellent ideas, I’m going to put some of my older short stories on it. (And thanks for LIR, who, bless her, sent me an cool idea for setting up my own web-site…. Read More

We went to my grandparents today to celebrate my grandmother’s birthday–it was a nice day, although I felt like quite the slacker–my aunts and uncle handled everything from my mother’s transportation to Olive Garden take-out on their porch. All I had to do was show up and let the kids be cute–wow, that was a… Read More