My son, who turns sixteen in about a week and a half, informed me a little while ago that he is "seriously considering" asking some one to the homecoming dance. I asked him about it last night, as last time he brought it up he didn't have much info. (And, no, he won't tell me who he wants to ask, but I have my suspicions ( Read more... )

When Spike began his long-term decline several months ago, A brought a proposal to me. It involved her doing legwork, research, and all necessary preparation for her to acquire a hedgehog after Spike's inevitable journey to the Rainbow Bridge. I added a few other requirements, such as keeping her room clean, and like the mean mom that I am, made ( Read more... )

Tonight at dinner, my son described himself as Shaggy and Velma's love child.

Yesterday my baby girl turned 11. Today she's having a party. A small one, which is good. The kids are having fun entertaining the dog, who's behaving remarkably well.

There's pizza in the oven and cake on the kitchen island, and homemade ice cream in the freezer. :-)

This weekend (well, from late Friday to really early Sunday), I had a way2busymom. She arrived a half hour early at DIA on Friday night, and we stayed up too late watching PatD Live in Chicago and discussing Spencer Smith's thighs. Oh, and she totally stole my dog. Apparently Callie's heart can be bought at the price of a couple of Sonic tater tots ( Read more... )

Last night I sang for a benefit concert with a three-church joined choir, my church's regular choir, and the barbershop group. In spite of fog so thick you could barely see five yards in front of you on the highway, the church was packed (maybe just under 100 people? Not sure...). The joined choir consisted of us (United Methodist), and choirs from ( Read more... )

Wow, I'm exhausted...

But today has had some happy moments. First, my son made the Honor Roll for his first half-semester in high school.

And my new book, Where There's a Will, which premiered Tuesday, has somehow cracked the top ten on the publisher's bestseller list in spite of not being an erotic romance.

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After a few rousing rounds of Rock Band and Mario Kart, my kids decided they should institute a swear jar policy for me. Because, in their words, "If we could get you and Dad to both do this, we'd be millionaires in a week ( Read more... )

When I woke my kids up this morning, I was ordered to go back to bed. A then supplied me with breakfast in bed--my usual English muffin with margarine and jelly, and a near-perfect microwave caramel latte. I was not allowed to get back out of bed until I had finished eating my English muffin ( Read more... )

Told by my daughter...

A: So we were talking about Adam and Eve, and Jared said, "Adam saw Eve's BOOBS!"  And we all laughed so hard that Seth spit his milk all over my face.