Life on Wheels

All of the kiddoes in our family love to talk with my Dad. He's a very creative person, who has never had any 'formal' outlet for his creative energy. The result of this is that he occasionally bursts out with a made up song, or a poetic turn of phrase, or an appropriate but somewhat archaic cliche... Sign in to see full entry.

Well, I’m back. Sort of. I’m supposed to be catching up on homework, but my heart just isn’t in it today. In fact, I’m thinking about begging off on at least one of this week’s assignments. I can’t seem to focus or put two thoughts together lately. When I try, my mind inevitably takes me somewhere... Sign in to see full entry.

The last few weeks have been indescribably bad. My mother passed away on the 12 th, leaving my Dad without his lifetime best friend and personal manager, the family without its command general, and the community short a deaconess/baby and childcare expert. During the entire week of the preparations... Sign in to see full entry.

First things first, I promised to make some decisions on formatting. I'm thinking weekends will be my best time to blog for now, since my classes are on Monday and Tuesday nights this semester. That gives me Wednesday through Friday to cram in homework so I can have my Saturday or Sunday afternoon... Sign in to see full entry.

Good Morning Y'all, and Happy New Year's Eve! Last year, my husband had to work on New Year’s Eve. We’ve been married eleven years, and that was the first year we were apart on this particular holiday. I put the baby to bed at 8 p.m. that night, read a book, then lay awake in the dark listening to... Sign in to see full entry.

Well, as I had mentioned in my opening posts, there was a period of about seven years during which I was torn with indecision about what to do with my altered life. I had a vague notion that I might want a family some day, provided I encountered a male of the appropriate competence and loyalty. My... Sign in to see full entry.

Okay, first, my confession. I was a weiner this year. I did most of my Christmas shopping online, in spite of the outrageous cost of shipping these days. I also made my husband and my aunt drive me to school through the Fall semester, because I hate the mindless way people drive from October to... Sign in to see full entry.

Okay, first thing first, my apologies for not finishing this yesterday like I promised. I’m thinking the every day thing is going to be a bit much on top of school, writing, child wrangling, and keeping my house from falling apart, so I’m going to scale back to once or twice a week. That said, let... Sign in to see full entry.

In 1987, I was a normal, spoiled-rotten fifteen-year-old, whose only responsibility in life was to make it to my driver’s education class on time. I was doing a fine job of it too, until I ran afoul of an inexperienced, (and coincidentally, uneducated,) driver. I’ll spare you the gorier details of... Sign in to see full entry.