A hot mid-July Saturday is maybe not the best time to have a garage sale. Everyone comes in the first hour or two and the rest of the day they appear only in trickles - too hot and garage-saled out to really want to buy the kind of unnecessary crap usually bought and sold at garage sales. But it was nice to have an excuse to sit in the sun and read ( Read more... )

Just finished three days of painting spackled ceilings. Oh. My. God. What a headache. I was totally covered in that white bumpy crap. The sleep in my eyes this morning was even white. I did remember to keep my lips sealed; having much experience in the art of bug deflection while running/biking/hanging head out the window of a moving car, I quickly ( Read more... )

The only thing better than a full-body massage with oil is a full-body massage with oil that you aren't expecting. I know this because I got one last night. I don't even think I was complaining about being sore. Kyle just said, "Lay back, I want to do something nice for you." Well, he doesn't have to tell me something like that twice. His hot hands ( Read more... )

Did the 10K walk around Elk and Beaver Lakes yesterday morning. One hour 40 minutes. Don't know if that's fast or not. I do know that all the muscles I don't use for running hurt. Who knew there'd be so many? Dumb shoes gave me blisters on both baby toes, I had to wrap them in bandaids in order to wear anything at all on my feet last night. But ( Read more... )

Workshops are weird. What if you don't like someone's work? You like the person and appreciate their heart, but can't stand how their material is presented. Of course, others are likely doing the very same thing to my material. So...it often comes down to subjectivity (to a degree, there's still good and not so good writin techniques, which can ( Read more... )

A-fucking-page-one baby.

That is all.

Ah, Christmas memories ( Read more... )

Okay. I'll start because I'm stuck at home, in front of the computer, trying to rewrite my book review. I'm rethinking my whole approach since I got dinged so badly for being too personal. It's not going as smoothly as I'd like. It might have something to do with the caffeine addiction that didn't get its fix this morning. I need a distraction ( Read more... )

My daughter, in grade 6, hates pink, kicks the boys' butts in sports when she puts her mind to it, and rolls her eyes whenever I tell her it's time to read, says to me in the car today, "This is hard for me to say, mom. But you were right when you said I'd really enjoy reading once I found something I liked."

Beautiful.

We got our book reviews back today. Oh, the wrath of LVL. She can sure pump you up and strip you down. These quantum leaps are giving my ass road rash ( Read more... )