Made By Humans
Yesterday morning was pretty terrible. The Bit didn’t want any part of anything we were trying to get her to do, from washing her hands to eating breakfast. There were five screaming fits before 7:30 a.m., and I was more than done by the time it was time to go to school. All of that […]
Some friends and I were discussing New Year’s resolutions on Facebook the other day, and after I mentioned my ridiculous list of goals I wrote at the beginning of 2012, a couple of people mentioned the concept of choosing one word that would color your choices and actions throughout the year. I really like that […]
When I decided to send the Bit to preschool, it was a difficult but really calculated decision. I knew that if I was going to continue working, if I ever wanted to make more of a name for myself or write a book ever again, I was going to need more time to work. I […]
I’ve been trying not to write this post all week. I started writing it in a notebook on Sunday and stopped partway through. Yesterday, I typed up that bit, added some more, then deleted it. What gives me the right to write about him? I asked myself. If you think about it, we only were […]
When I was in high school, my parents went through a bit of a phase. They were hanging out with a younger crowd, going out drinking and dancing, and they were listening to country music. My classic rock loving parents were two-steppin’ and Electric Sliding all over the place. Being a teenager, and a girl […]
I don’t make a big deal a lot of the time about the fact that I was a journalism major in school and spent some time in the newspaper (and then the book publishing) business before leaving it all behind for the glamor and fame of craft writing. (Ha!) But even though I don’t consider […]
I have always loved fall for a lot of reasons. I love the change in the seasons that’s so obvious when going from summer to fall. I love the feeling of needing to hunker down, clean up and make ready that the crispness in the air brings (even in the south where our winters aren’tusually […]