• Lucky

    I am one of the lucky ones at the moment. The temps here are in the 80s. (I’m a heat wimp, so that seems hottish, but nothing like so many others). I’d rather be out on the Oregon coast right…

  • a day in the life

    Went Crystal digging two days in a row, thanks to the encouragement of a good friend and my kids. Turned out to be lucky. I found a lot of little crystals and one gigantor crystal the size of a small…

  • It’s hot

    Sticky, sweaty, and nasty hot. Okay, not as hot as many other people, but I’m a heat wimp. W.I.M.P. Yesterday a friend from Salem drove all the way out here to surprise me. I was! It’s so very nice to…

  • Progress is Progressing

    The past few days I’ve been herding cats, er, kids. I’ve had a spare one over and we’ve been playing a fair bit and swimming and now there’s peace and quiet. For now. Because mine are asleep. It’s been hot…

  • Being Fair

    Since I did a post yesterday on my son and washing dishes, I figure I should be fair on what happened this morning. Kids did the following: emptied dishwasher Closed the windows fed the dogs fed themselves scooped dog poop…

  • No. Dishes do not magically wash themselves

    Boy: Mom, we’re all out of clean spoons. Me: So wash some. Boy: Could we use forks? Me: Use spoons. Wash them. Boy: *confused* Me: take the sponge, put soap on it, wash. Boy: But they’re all in the dishwasher…

  • Things I didn’t know

    So I’m waatching American Pickers and I’m learning something. First, I didn’t realize that they had to use head clamps on people in early photos on account of how long it took to take the photo–15-30 minutes. Now I knew…

  • Writering angst

    I’m working on another project, working title Soul Mage. It’s traditional fantasy. Here’s the Pinterest board on it if you’re interested. Anyhow, I had the entire thing plotted and was starting to write the initial chapters, when another character stepped…

  • I’m still alive. Really.

    I know, not a lot of stuff here lately. That’s because I’ve been trying to revise the book. And once that was done and I crawled out of my cave, apparently people wanted to see me. Who knew? I got…