Seven Angels, Four Kids, One Family
Sometimes sarcasm is the only sane response
Some photos from a nearby memorial to fallen soldiers. — Eternal rest grant unto them, O Lord, and may perpetual light shine upon them. May they rest in peace. Amen. May their souls, and all the souls of the faithful…
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I have an interesting experiment: let’s have the Catholic Church turn the altars back around. See, I’m a post Vatican II Catholic, and I’ve grown up with the priest doing his thing facing the laypeople during the Mass. It’s fine…
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All flowers have their seasons, right? Well, Angelborough seems to be over-run with flowers that create rudeness. The flowers themselves are tiny-tiny, although they have a pungent odor. You wouldn’t think any one of them is a big problem. But…
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Back when Kiddo#1 was just a tiny baby, I’d sing him rude songs to put him to sleep. He was only a month or so old, and he didn’t care whether I sang Frere Jacques or We’re All Here To…
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On Saturday, I cast on to knit my first sweater ever, and on Saturday evening, I finished it off. That’s me, a natural at knitting. Here’s a photo: Okay, so it’s not exactly a sweater anyone can wear, but it’s…
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Preamble: situations like this are where I ended up with most of my mechanic stories for Honest And For True. In a rush to get to soccer practice, Kiddo#1 said, “Oh, can you put the trunk door down? It won’t…
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Given the schedule I described yesterday, you can imagine we’re spending a lot more time in the car. Which means a lot more time listening to the radio. About a week ago, Ivy and I were talking about learning violin,…
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Where have I been? Why am I not blogging every day? Let’s travel back in time to a day last week. It was the worst day of the week, but not entirely atypical of my days recently. Because, you see,…
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As a writer I can tell you that your story needs to make sense whereas reality doesn’t have to. When a writing class professor or a fellow critique group member would say something was unbelievable, I’d hear the inevitable reply,…
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Just a couple of contests I want to mention: Creepy Query Girl is running a query spoof contest: write the worst possibly query letter you can for an acclaimed book; she needs to be able to recognize what book you’re…
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