Archive for the ‘People I Love’ Category

Does This Essay Make Me Look Fat?

My mom and I still go shopping together. I know many of you will think that’s sad, but let me tell you one thing: it’s hard to find a shopping buddy who will honestly tell you when you’re offending the … Continue reading

Dragonfly Migration

The dragonflies are migrating today! Right past my upstairs windows, thousands and thousands of them. Gorgeous. I wonder where they’re going. Mexico? Central America? Somewhere (gasp!) even warmer than here?Does anyone know? I finished a new essay that’s close to … Continue reading

Reunion News/ Damaged-Toe Blues

Ouch! Ouchouchouch! I finally discovered something more painful than a last-minute rejection from an editor: spraining/breaking my big toe. Even worse? Damaging it right before I was supposed to put on the most divine four-inch heels ever, and dance the … Continue reading

Fighting With Kids Over Good Books

Yeah, I know. There are FAR worse things I could fight with my nine-year-old over. But the recent stack of books we checked out from the library had some extremely hot properties in it! Things got a bit ugly. Is … Continue reading

Road Trippin’

Adios, Amigos/Amigas! I’m off on a road trip tomorrow! For those of you who are feeling jealous, let me clarify: A 23-hour road trip to Ohio, with my two sons, my mother, and my mother’s aptly-named chihuahua, Booger. Not so … Continue reading

As We Say in Texas –Yeehaw! I won!

Howdy, y’all! It’s been an amazing month. First, a trip to Scotland, England, and Canada (check out the photos on Dave’s photoblog as he posts them). In Toronto, we climbed the CN Tower, the world’s tallest… and then I came … Continue reading

Father’s Day Essay Online!

Okay, I know a bunch of you have been checking back in to see when the aforementioned essay about my sweet husband would be available. (Yes, the essay he hasn’t even seen yet. The perils of marrying a writer!) Well, … Continue reading

I Wish I Could Type

I’ve been thinking about high school recently. Probably because I received an email that my (muttermutter-revealing age here)-th high school reunion is coming up this summer. I don’t have too many regrets from those years (not that I want to … Continue reading

My Favorite Children

My kids are ecstatic — counting the days, the hours, the minutes, until school is out. They only have four more days of school. I only have four more days of uninterrupted writing. I am a terrible mother. I know … Continue reading

Writing About Your Husband

Dave knew I was a writer when we got married, so he has no one but himself to blame for what’s about to go down. I keep telling myself that. No, I haven’t written a tell-all novel about his obsession … Continue reading