1. Well, here it is, November 30th, and I'm posting publicly for the 30th day in a row. Yay! I did it! Do I get a gold star or what? *scratches head* It's been interesting. I can't swear I'll post every day from now on, but I'm glad I made the effort ( Read more... )

1. Was up waaay too late (almost 1:30 a.m.) RPing at road_ahead last night *stares at worldsapart76:)* Didn't get up until, oh, 9:30 a.m., which I guess makes up for being awakened yesterday at 6:30 by a cellphone alarm that was not mine. Didn't even get into the shower today until maybe 11:30 a.m. All I really did today was buy groceries this afternoon. As I said, a ( Read more... )

We went to Illinois yesterday and had dinner and spent the night with Mr. Annearchy's aunt, his cousin, J; his wife, D; their daughter, K; their son, C, his wife and baby son; and couple other relatives. I guess there were 12 of us altogether. We didn't leave our house until almost 11:30 a.m.; we drove almost 200 miles, stopping only once (at a ( Read more... )

Just a quick shout-out before we drive off to Illinois...


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1. I took DD to the orthodontist this morning because she needed to get a broken bracket and a loose/poking her cheek wire fixed. When we got home, Mr. Annearchy asked me, "What's this $189 debit to eBay on our credit union account from November 24th?" My mouth sort of flapped open, because I hadn't done anything on eBay since late September, when ( Read more... )

1. The New Yorker has an interesting article, The Child Trap: The rise of overparenting, that talks about "hothouse parents". While DD has her issues, I don't think we can be accused of the sort of 'overparenting' detailed in this article. I'm talking "going off the deep end" enmeshment in the kid's life. Oy.

2. I see some irony here: A warning to ( Read more... )

1. Okay, I am not crazy enough to attemp NaNoWriMo this year. Just not going to happen. I still haven't finished the story I started in 2004, when I wrote more than 50,000 words but wasn't anywhere near done with the story. Then my mom was terminally ill (post-Katrina) the next year so I wasn't going to attempt it. And to be honest, I can't plot my ( Read more... )