I'm still rewriting and rewriting. I'm not a writer. I'm a rewriter.
Sent in my most recent manuscript and am hoping for the best.
I woke up this morning with a specially drippy cold.
My daughter says, "Thank you for that image, Mom."
My son broke out with hives after a trip to McDonald's.
He said, "Mom, I get hives when I go there."
Mom says, "That was only one time."
He broke out with hives from head to foot. Yikes. Mom, listen to your son.
I really hate homework more now than when I was kid. It's been the lifelong bane of my existence.
Head is exploding. I need chocolate. TG for teenagers who caused those chocolate chip cookies to disappear!
I love lotion Kleenex.
Good night. Don't let the bed bugs bite.
Life is but a dream.
Ashes, ashes we all fall down.
I notice we've been teaching kids stuff that makes me worry forever.
Will someone out there comment on my blog? Please!