Only two more days until NaNoWriMo is over and I can go back to my normal life! I’m within 4,000 words of my 50,000 word goal, and I can’t tell you how relieved I will be when I finally cross the finish line. Despite my failure to chronicle it, we’ve been pretty busy around here… Read More Monday
No lard for you!
A year-and-a-half or so ago we were over at my sister-in-law’s house and in browsing her bookshelves I discovered The Best Vegetarian Cookbook EVER, and planned to pick myself up a copy right away. For weeks and months I searched, scouring all the bookstores in town, plus online booksellers, and even a few bookstores in… Read More Oh, happy day!
Is is just me, or is “purple heart” an inappropriate name for the color of a Crayola crayon?
My hands are so cold I can hardly type. I wanted to get at least 2500 words written on my book tonight (I’ve fallen behind again, I’m ashamed to admit), but my resolve petered out after 1423. It’s just too, too cold in here to stay much longer. Winter has finally arrived up here, and… Read More Sub-zero
Have I ever told you that I make the best chocolate chip cookies in the world? No? You might think that you make the best, or that your mother or grandmother or even Mrs. Fields does, but you’d be wrong. It’s me — I make the best ones. There’s a secret, you see, and because… Read More Tuesday
After lagging behind in my NaNoWriMo daily word goal for the past six days, I’m nearly caught up again! I wrote 3000+ words both yesterday and today, and if I do the same tomorrow than I’ll be back on track. I can’t tell you how good that feels. It does get me down a little… Read More Monday
I don’t have many nervous habits, I don’t think, but one thing that I do do when I get stressed or anxious is to pick at the skin on my lips. I’ve done it as long as I remember, and even though it hurts like hell I can’t seem to break the habit. I’ve reached… Read More Saturday
We really need to get our sleep schedules on track here, especially since we’re going to be adding a new baby to the mix next summer. Last night I was so tired that I went to bed shortly after Tage–miracle of miracles–fell asleep at eight o’clock. Then I woke up when Olof came to bed… Read More Sleep-deprived