You wait six weeks for a new post…

…and all you get is this lousy poem. (In which I showcase our true natures.) ‘Twas two weeks before Christmas in 2012, Once more into poetry’s breach I shall delve. Sure, laundry needs folding and cupboards are bare; But dude! I’ve got people who still claim to care About what we Gardners have shoved up […]

How to Rock a Writer’s Conference

…or at least not wet your pants while you’re there.  (Probably.) In case you didn’t hear (like most people on the planet) I attended the Writer’s Digest Conference in Hollywood, California last weekend with the intention of learning about my craft and pitching a current project to as many agents as possible. Having survived the […]

When a Teacup Is Not a Teacup

I disappeared again. I know. The funny thing (although it’s not really funny so forget I said funny) is this: When I was “gone” this summer, I was actually still writing posts. It’s just that my blog was “broken” so only a few people were reading. And yet. I kept posting. And reading other people’s […]

P.S. To Kill a Mockingbird rocks, right?

Dear Jack’s English Teacher, Sorry for the generic nature of this greeting, but as of right now, I do not know your name. Or the names of any of Jack’s teachers. Not yet. You see, I’m dropping my son off for his first day of high school this morning and he won’t receive his schedule […]

Today call me proud. Or cornered. Or just read my post.

As the title of this post indicates, I’ve been slightly scattered lately. Like goofy-happy one minute and teary-eyed the next. Perhaps this is because my oldest is starting high school and my baby’s beginning her 8th grade year. And while I’m insanely proud of my children, I also feel cornered by the passage of time. I […]

Hands Down

“I love you.” I say it all day long. No joke. I tell my kids (who sometimes mumble it back and sometimes speak clearly). I whisper it into my dogs’ ears while they lick my face and I try not to think about where their tongues have been. I text it to Bill if he’s […]

Today call me back

When something breaks, we have various options for handling the situation. For the purposes of this post, I’m narrowing the field to three because A. This is my blog and B. I’m bossy and C. One of those two statements is true. (Hint: A.) Anyway. When we realize something’s broken (let’s say an air mattress or […]

Today call me chaotic…

Today call me chaotic…which indeed I am, having just hosted my mother and father-in-law, two sisters-in-law, two nephews, two nieces and one dog-in-law for a wonderful week in honor of Bill’s mother’s birthday. Together with my family of four and our two dogs, this made for a grand total of thirteen people and three dogs […]

Teenager

I will forever love the doctor who said this to me on the day of your birth: “She’s a titch, but she’s perfect.” All four pounds, fourteen ounces of you. My last miracle. My baby girl. Who looks like this: So can you forgive me for still seeing you like this? And allow me to […]

Today call me monstrous

Today call me monstrous, not only because I am visiting Mommy of  Monster and twins, but also because I’m there for her Mommy Moment feature – and the topic sometimes makes me feel inhuman. Yep. I’m sharing a bit about my experiences with discipline which is probably my biggest challenge as a mother. I’ve often felt like waving […]