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Sara and I have been friends now for about a year. We met online. No really. We did (and it’s ok, she’s not a crazy murderer that’s going to murder me in my sleep . . . overactive brain much? Good. I’m a writer, that’s what I’m paid to have . . . only I haven’t gotten paid for it… Read More
I have always been goggly eyed over the way that Amy Tangerine scrapbooks on the go. I knew that in order to actually scrapbook our beach trip from November that I was going to have to do something different than collecting all my shtuff and compiling it into something fun when we got home — honestly, Christen doesn’t do so… Read More
. . . 5 on Friday (on Saturday) because sometimes life gets away from you and you forget to/run out of time to actually post on Friday . . . 1. Andy and I went on our first “out” date night since Oliver was born. Got my mom to watch E and D and we went as saw a movie… Read More
title: I’d Tell You I’d Love You, but Then I’d Have to Kill You author: Ally Carter genre: YA Fiction thoughts: I’ve been wanting to read this for a while (in fact, I think it was recommended in a college class that I took . . . eight years ago). It’s purely “bubble gum”, fun read and so far… Read More
Between Oliver’s growth spurt and clingy-ness (literally I have 45 seconds to take a shower in the morning before all hell breaks loose when Oliver realizes that mommy is no longer in the room and daddy is holding him) my workspace today is the side table. I’m going to attempt to get some words written in “the book” today as… Read More
I have what you call a very black thumb. I seriously can’t keep anything alive (and apparently, in the case of my tomato plants, if I can keep it alive, it doesn’t produce any fruit). That doesn’t stop me from dreaming of gardening every year. Last year (or was it the year before that? Goodness time flies) my buddy Angela… Read More
From the beginning everyone told me Scout’s birth was going to go fast—in some ways it was fast, but in others it took forever. I started having semi light contractions on Christmas. Enough to know it was a contraction, but not enough to actually think anything was happening (and this is right around the time the plague hit the Krumm… Read More