I talk about Zoomboy and Squish a lot on social media– but I have to say. ZoomBoy surprises me every day. He’s growing so tall– but his geeky sense of humor hasn’t changed. He’s so smart– but he’s so cuddly too. I worried about middle school– peer groups can be so hard. But on the… Read More

Sorry this is actually Saturday– Mate and I needed to go birthday shopping last night for Zoomboy and I couldn’t quite fit in Nano, edits, and Fanfic Friday. And Soccer Saturday.  I hope you forgive me– and I hope you enjoy. Someone *aherm* Asked specifically for Cartinski today. I’m thinking SuperBat or Stucky next week,… Read More

Squish: Mom, I lost a tooth!  Do you want to hear the story? Me: Sure. Squish: Chatter chatter chatter AND THERE WERE EPIC AMOUNTS OF BLOOD! Me: That’s AWESOME! That’s a good tooth story. Squish: Thanks– is the tooth fairy going to come. Me: Uhm, I think the tooth fairy needs to walk from the… Read More

Okay– so thing one: The kids had a dentist appointment today, and I felt really bad about that. Seriously– it was their day off–when the receptionist (whom I love) called me yesterday to remind me, the first thing I said was, “Oh my God– I did that? I suck!” Anyway– I also wanted to work… Read More

Bound: Volume 1 Bound: Volume 1 by Amy Lane Humans have the option of separation, divorce, and heartbreak. For Corinne Carol-Anne Kirkpatrick, sorceress and queen of the vampires, the choices are limited to love or death. Now that she is back at Green’s Hill and assuming her duties as leader, her life is, at best,… Read More

Sorry I missed last night, folks! It’s funny, how I keep thinking, “Oh, hey– I’ve got sort of a light load– I’ll be able to accomplish so very much!”   And then my world goes kersplodey and I remember when I used to think I was busy.   Anyway– yesterday was a lovely rainy Sunday,… Read More

Okay– I’ll be honest. I put out a vote for who wanted what fanfic, and the results were frighteningly even.  The choice was Stucky, SuperBat, and Cartinski, and let’s just say… split. Like a trident. So, my deciding factor? Has nothing to do with the vote. I’m writing a category romance for Dreamspinner Press– a… Read More

(I’d like to thank the person on FB who posted this to myFB group. Best. Picture. Ever!) Okay– it’s not really anything to blog about, but it is exciting. This year, I decided on three projects to knit (hey– knitting is in the title there somewhere). Project A: A family of socks for Mary-my-Mary Project… Read More

My younger children are… Not popular. Not only are they not popular, but nowhere in their genetic makeup are the seeds of being popular. Squish doesn’t know how to play mean girls, and she had no desire for makeup– as she’ll tell you to your face, she is only nine years old.  She would, however,… Read More

So, Squish’s coach is a fit guy, as energetic as a psychotic squirrel, with a tendency to chatter at the kids without actually thinking about what he’s saying. He’s sort of adorable– the soccer moms have enjoyed giving him a ration of shit. Example? Tonight, they were practicing on the tennis court, under the lights,… Read More