Seven Angels, Four Kids, One Family
Sometimes sarcasm is the only sane response
Most of you know that my second baby, Emily Rose, died two hours after birth from a condition called anencephaly. Anencephaly is like spina bifida except it happens right at the top of the head. The top of the skull…
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Over at Happy Catholic, Julie has a quote from Salman Rushdie about how the way to defeat terror is not to be terrorized. When I was about 13, after a particularly tragic bombing in the Middle East, the news interviewed…
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Kiddo#1 is still at “money school” and is doing splendidly. To recap: he gets a ten-dollar allowance but must budget that to purchase any hot lunches he wants at school. Lunches from home are free. Thus far, he’s never run…
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On Tuesday, I secured a front-runner place for the Golden I Award (that’s for idiot of the year) by backing into a parked car in the church parking lot. Now, if you have to have unwanted vehicular contact, this is…
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I’m up to 20,000 words on ♥My Book♥ as of this moment, and I’m loving it still. I’m not sure what the exact next scene is, but we’re rolling right along. I’m coming up against two issues I hadn’t anticipated. The…
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Every so often I really want to shake some Christians and say, “Please! You’re making us look bad!” I’m not sure whether this is a scam or just really…sad. You’ve Been Left Behind asks you for the email addresses of…
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A local college sent us their course listings for the upcoming semester (I guess beginning in February?) and I browsed through it. Lots of interesting stuff. I would love to have the free time to take a college class here…
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I’m writing again! Really, honest-to-goodness writing! I started a new novel a week ago Thursday. I’d had the frame of the novel in my head for about a year, but I never could get the actual story to take shape….
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I actually have nothing on knitting needles right now. I have one half-done crochet project I may finish up before starting my socks. First, here’s my Patient Husband showing off the pair of socks I finally finished for him last…
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On Monday, while digging us out from two inches of snow that had somehow turned into a foot, my Patient Husband heard a crack. He looked up to see a pheasant fall to the ground at our garage doors. It…
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