(If you didn't guess from the title, there's some adult-ish content here... Just so you know.) You've no doubt already gathered that I get a kick out of teasing my husband about his age. He's wonderfully young at heart (and wonderfully good-humored about my endless ribbing)--and given that he was in college when I was … Continue reading Adventures of The Spermudgeon & The Scribbler
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Boxers & Blugs
I recently took the FaceBook quiz, “What kind of underwear are you?” Please don’t ask me why I would do such a thing. (Ironically, I hit cancel rather than let the results post to my FB page—because I didn’t want people to know I was so silly. But here we are…) I’m sure you can … Continue reading Boxers & Blugs
A Signature Quirk
My husband snapped this photo of my Writing "Helper" this evening--and aside from Her Royal Cuteness, what made me smile at this picture was the background view of my own closet. Notice anything goofy about it? I'll give you a hint: if the lighting were better, everything in that closet would show up in some … Continue reading A Signature Quirk
Breaking my own Rules: Observations from the NaNoWriMo Lab Notebook
So I signed up for NaNoWriMo this year—the Extreme Writing Event wherein crazed participants skip sleeping for the month of November and work to turn out a 50,000 word novel in 30 days… And those of you who have been reading here for a few weeks know that I pledged not to blog about the … Continue reading Breaking my own Rules: Observations from the NaNoWriMo Lab Notebook
A Day of Dragons, with Chocolate Pi
It's been a day of Dragons in our household. Christian's long-anticipated pre-order of Christopher Paolini's "Inheritance" arrived (as did his invisible Dragon-friend's pre-order, a book which apparently features small dragons who ride people)... nicely timed with a released update to his favorite DragonVale game on Mom's iPad, and arrival of the movie "Eragon" from Netflix … Continue reading A Day of Dragons, with Chocolate Pi
A worm by any other name would be… a Hobbit
Our son Christian is NOT a "Chris." He doesn't even acknowledge "Chris" as a version of his name--doesn't respond to it at all. I had to explain that to his first T-ball coach (not because I'm a fussy mom who insists on a full name--in fact, I had assumed when I named him that he … Continue reading A worm by any other name would be… a Hobbit
Hunting for Answers in Pink Camo: Why is it…
Why is it...that when our digital devices are syncing, we don't throw them life preservers? Why is it...that everyone has a "bucket list" of things they want to do, but nobody talks about the Fuckit List of the shit they've decided not to bother with? Why is it...that people don't come with the "Cool" button … Continue reading Hunting for Answers in Pink Camo: Why is it…
Kana's Chronicles 