Seven Angels, Four Kids, One Family
Sometimes sarcasm is the only sane response
Kiddo#1 came home quite excited: he’d won the school spelling bee. He’s been working with a seventy-five page list of esoteric words for a while, on and off, glancing at them before going about his daily life. Every day last…
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On Monday, I wrote nothing. If you pay attention to the ticker (and really, there’s no reason you should) you might have noticed it didn’t move. Not because I didn’t update it, but because there was no reason to. I…
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I had an appointment with the midwife, who says Kiddo#4 is doing well. Kiddo#4 may even be a bit large (which is good; I always wanted a nine and a half pound baby) and by all accounts I’m doing fine…
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There are some times in my life when I’ve felt an utter frenzy about the thing I’m praying for. I’m not talking about “Dear God, please let me prove winning the lottery won’t ruin me!” but things that are good…
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Chapter four of Annihilation is live today! Chapter Four: As Satan debriefs the Maskim, becoming more secure in his victory, Michael and Uriel attempt to do anything at all to save Gabriel. My favorite moment from this chapter isn’t funny….
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Kiddo#2, age six, wanted to go with her father on an errand to the grocery store. Fine: get dressed and he’ll take you. She had no socks in her drawer, so my Patient Husband went into the laundry room and…
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I’ve put a ticker in my sidebar because that’s going to make me write every day. I discovered during my two stints with NaNoWriMo that even when I didn’t want to write for me, I did want to write for…
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Last night, I griped to my Patient Husband that I keep getting the second movement of Beethoven’s Ninth running through my head, the part they call the sylvan sprite dance. (Well, some people call it that.) “And,” I added, “the…
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This is dumb, because I don’t cry at sad movies or for sad books. And here I am with tears in my eyes. The Kiddos won’t grow up with that sense of being American-And. They’re American, and although I’ve carried…
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You’re about to get more of Jane’s Twisted Theology. In the past few days, I’ve mentioned that my car came back from the body shop with a dead battery, and that I’ve resumed writing my romantic comedy (1500 words yesterday!)….
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