My old tag line made me laugh…even LOL…although I don’t use texting language…EVER. Although I do overuse ellipsis…all…the…time… Here’s what made me chuckle. My old tag line was: “I’m a writer who stays at home or a stay-at-home mom who…
Category: Musings on Writing
Saturday at #BlogHer12…#Smores #GettingGorgeous #PopCapGamesup?
I bought my #BlogHer12 ticket as soon as #BlogHer11 ended. I wasn’t going to be caught without a way to connect at BlogHer. Now finding a way to get to BlogHer was another story. I knew my plans would come…
My World, My World for a Strong Internet Connection
I can just about remember it. It was strong. Robust even. Hearty. Reliable. Made of solid stock. Never let me down. What am I talking about? Why my FIOS internet, of course. I loved it so. I’d log on to…
I’m Not as Young as I Used To Be #Snomee1
Blisters. Chafed thighs from a wet swimsuit. Sore lefts from walking up and down stairs. And no I didn’t do a hike or go on a nature trail. But I did get a workout of sorts at an amusement park.…
Wordless Wednesday: Put Me in Coach!
Reclaiming My Office
December was a blur. So was January. No, I wasn’t overwhelmed by the holidays. Nor buried under a mound of Christmas wrapping paper. I am hazy about February and March as well. The holidays were long since over by March.…
Commuting by the Numbers
I was in the rat race. I’m still a worker bee now, but back then I was not only working but commuting over an hour to work. About 10 years ago, my commute took up two precious hours of my…
What a Difference a Week Makes
This time, last week, I was sitting in a Starbucks sweating bullets. I had, what else, but a deadline looming. Not one deadline but two for that day and one, probably two for the next day. As I sat down…
Remembering a Friend
I only knew Susan from her blog. By that I mean I didn’t meet her before I started writing my own blog. But, Susan was among the first group of local bloggers that I met. We have a vibrant and…
Holiday Gift Guide: Keeping Up with Kids, Work, Home with HTC Rhyme
My workday is unpredictable. Some days my mornings start bang on time. I put all three kids on three buses with everything that each could possibly need for the day — backpacks, books, lunchboxes, etc. — and head down to…
