When It Rains…
…It pours. That’s how the old saying goes, right? I wanted to post about Gibson’s swim lessons. Or about how pumping at work is going. Or some of the new recipes I’ve been working on. But I can’t. When something … Continue reading
…It pours. That’s how the old saying goes, right? I wanted to post about Gibson’s swim lessons. Or about how pumping at work is going. Or some of the new recipes I’ve been working on. But I can’t. When something … Continue reading
The virtual cabin’s getting that “lived in” look now. We’re all pretty settled into our novels/scripts/etc. My cabin mates are a talkative, active bunch and really inspire me to keep writing. It’s nice to be able to bounce ideas off … Continue reading
Dear Gibson, You have grown SO much in only a month. No wonder you’re hungry all the time! You have just reached a point in your development that I can no longer only give you milk or formula. You demand … Continue reading
It’s actually only three days into Camp NaNoWriMo since July 1 was on Tuesday. But still, this is technically Week One. And here’s your Week One update on my script writing progress. As of this moment, I’m up to 1805 … Continue reading
“I hope you have one just like you.” -Mom As I held Gibson in my arms at 2:30 in the morning for the fifth rousing of the night, all I could think was, “My mother would have been so vindicated … Continue reading
Okay, I know my 52 Week Short Story Challenge hasn’t really turned out like I planned. Time management with baby is a skill I’m still perfecting. So I’m tabling that project this year and picking up something a little more manageable. … Continue reading
It was gray and drizzling at 7 AM when we loaded up the car to head down to National Harbor for this year’s Walk of Hope. Gibson quickly became angry in the car seat and let us know for the … Continue reading
This blog is supposed to have elements of cooking in the posts. Maybe not every week, but more often than say, never. And it’s been….oh five months since I last posted a recipe or anything having to do with food. … Continue reading
That’s right. I’m becoming Rogue of the X-Men. I knew that being a mother was sorta like being a superhero. At least to the person you birthed. But I didn’t know my transition to mutanthood was going to start so early. … Continue reading
Okay. Wow. This post was supposed to be about how The Man and I will be participating in the Walk of Hope again this year and how you can help. And it still is. But the thing is… we already … Continue reading