Okay, alright. I confess. I love Dancing with the Stars. I love all the sparkly. I love all the music. I love how Carrie always seems to be a few sheets to the wind. I love Mr. Cranky-Pants Len and the ever-loud Bruno. I love it all. Not only do I LOVE Dancing with the … Continue reading »
You know those days when you’re supposed to take the kids to the zoo and the baby wakes up at 4:30 in the morning ready to rock for the day and you know if you don’t consume at least an elephant’s weight in coffee you’ll never make it? Yeah, me too. You know those days when … Continue reading »
Since I’m a stay-at-home-writing-momma, my days are a juggling act. I try to fit in word counts, chapters, character sketches, plot re-vamps, and jot down new story ideas in between kissing boo-boos, cutting lunch into tiny, edible pieces, playing hide-and-seek, and plunging toilets (while wondering what the hell SweetZ dropped in there this time). It’s … Continue reading »
Christmas night, after the last present had been opened, after the last guest headed out into the cold night for their journey home, after the kids were tucked into their beds and the house had been tidied up, the Hubster and I sat across from each other, and smiled. It has been a good Christmastime. … Continue reading »
In just a couple weeks I’ll turn 35. This birthday milestone feels lots different to me than the 30-year-mark. When I turned thirty I had a mild case of panic-sickness. It felt so old, and it felt like I hadn’t done a darn thing with my life. Don’t misunderstand – I was proud of my little … Continue reading »
In my experience, every kid goes through a phase where, as they’re developing their vocabulary, they create variations of words until they’re either able to pronounce them or use them correctly. This usually results in ridiculously adorable kid-isms. Some of the favorites in our house have been cottie-mook (WillyJ’s toddler version of chocolate milk) and bo-bah (what … Continue reading »
A couple years ago I was the recipient of an unexpected phone call. I was completely unprepared for it, for a couple of reasons. One, I’d all but forgotten the person calling existed. Two, the Hubster was out of town, the kids were in bed, and I was in the middle of a first-draft stupor … Continue reading »
So, I have sixty Pinterest boards. Lots and lots of pretty pictures, lots and lots of really cool ideas, lots of funny, lots of sweet, lots of hell-yeah. Pinning is addictive. So very addictive. But I’ve become a couch-pinner. A pinner who pins but does not do. This does not sit well with me – … Continue reading »
Sometimes Wednesday can be boring. It’s mid-week. The post-weekend stress has worn off. The pre-weekend excitement has yet to begin. Wednesday is vanilla pudding. Wednesday is a donut without sprinkles. Wednesday is orange-flavored Hostess cupcakes – seems like it should be better than it is. We need to spice Wednesday up. Here are my suggestions: … Continue reading »
In the first chapter of Shrilugh, we get to experience a girl’s first kiss. It’s a good kiss. A sweet kiss, an innocent kiss. We should all have first kisses like that. My own first kiss wasn’t anything like that. Welcome to Myndi’s Awkward Adolescence. oOo I was a freshman in high school. The boy, … Continue reading »
