Greetings, from "the editing cave" where I'm busy revising The Love Square. Here's a list of some things I've learned: I have a lot of "staring" happening. He stared at her, she stared at him, etc. etc. I'm working on it, people. There's no good word for a female half-laugh-- "giggle" sounds too silly and "chuckled"…
If I Ran the World
If I Ran the World, The work week would be four days. People would be more efficient because they'd know they only have four days to get their work done, and they'd be grateful for the three-day weekends. Think about it. Grocery stores would be designed so you'd walk into the dry foods section, then…
When the Bottom Beckons
So many people say they want to write or create, but can't get started. Some start, but then can't finish. Recently, I had a conversation with an aspiring writer friend about her struggles to get started. I got the impression that she thought writing was easy for me or that I had some special powers.…
Help! I Lost My Mind and Forgot Where I Put It!
Today a couple of things happened that made me think I'm perhaps losing my mind. First, I left the van windows open all night (yes, the van The Rock tried to fit his extra long baguette into). Admittedly, it's not the first time that happened, but now JC can add "damp, mildewy, and dank" to…
Back to the Blog- Summer Recap
A long, shrill, continuous beep . . . a flatline . . . Get the cart! Plug in the paddles! Rubs paddles together and places them on WOAW's metaphorical chest . . . All clear! Jess yells, as she shocks her blog alive. A quick blip . . . then another . . . LIFE!…
Mother’s Day Stuff
Two man-made lakes, landscaped with beautiful trees and flowers, sit in the middle of our development. As you can imagine, the mile-long paved pathway around the lakes is a magnet for dog walkers, joggers, bikers, strollers. It's lovely to have the lakes in our neighborhood and to me, they are the shining point of our…
On Time and More of It
For those of you who don't know, I was recently "restructured" out of a job. Remember my lovely job in downtown Trenton? (I posted about Trenton here and here). Well, it is no more. On one hand, this is not terrible. I wasn't thrilled with the job anyway and financially and emotionally, it made sense…
AHH, the House is on Fire! Or, L’Eggo my Eggo!
From the Daily Post's Daily Prompt: Your home is on fire. Grab five items (assume all people and animals are safe). What did you grab? My MacBook (wouldn't want it to melt with my masterpieces living inside). My cell phone (to call 911 and so kids can watch Netflix at shelter/hotel). Our coats (it's friggin…
Snow Day Time Lapse
Time it takes to find appropriate clothing for two boys on blizzard days: 45 minutes. Amount of time spent putting said clothes on boys: 15 minutes. Size of snowsuit that you are cramming your nine-year-old into: 6/7. Time it takes for little one to decide he has to pee after said clothes are in place:…
My Littlest Artist
My nine-year-old, lovingly referred to as "M." on this blog, recently took a liking to art. The other day, we sat together with a pile of paper and he drew for awhile, then I gave him suggestions and he drew some more. Here are some of his pictures: This one looks like an angry dude…
Waiting on a Word 
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