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What routine?

A year ago January, I made a commitment to lose 50 lbs.  After five months of diligent progress, I successfully achieved a 25 lb. loss and was perfectly on schedule to make my goal, still 25 lbs. away.  But here I sit, probably 15 lbs. […]

On getting a puppy.

Somehow, during the not so dog days of August this year, I thought it was time to get a dog.  I know how that sounds, but please know the two are not connected. Or perhaps they are, the humidity this summer as opposed to the […]

Fridays and What Ifs

I missed yesterday’s writing, but it should count that I spent a good amount of time discussing writing with a friend — someone who is also working on his first novel.  And the entire experience left me remembering how much I used to profess that […]

Kickstarting a new routine

Mid-week taking stock of things reveals I’m here and for the third day in a row, writing.  And clearly, writing here means I’m not writing my book, but it’s not going anywhere.  It will be much better waiting for me to establish a routine — […]

The Last Summer Vacation

It seems no matter where I am on the web right now, someone somewhere is headed Back-to-School.  Mothers are sad summer is over (or secretly not), healthy lunches are discussed (or those not so healthy tsk-tsked over), and teachers are settling in with yet another […]

One step at a time. Maybe.

I woke up well before I normally do today, willing myself to stay in bed and lie still, listening to the fan whir back and forth, the puff of air it creates just reaching me.  I watched the brightness on the walls created by the […]

DIY: Travel Planning

In less than a week, we will be on a non-stop flight to London, then take a short flight to Paris. Yes, Paris. I’ve been many places before — many —  but think I’ve been saving France in general for when my husband and I […]

To write, or not to write…

To write, or not to write…

I’ve learned that where I write has just as much to do with whether I write than anything else.  Where as in sitting in front of my Mac instead of outside on my tree shaded patio complete with morning cup of coffee, a pen with […]

Thirty-four years ago, tomorrow.

Thirty-four years ago, tomorrow.

  Tomorrow my oldest will be 34 years old.  My first boy.  The one I remember thinking wasn’t real when I found out I was pregnant.  I was unmarried, and not quite 22.