I was at the coast last weekend. That’s what we have in Oregon. A coast. We don’t “go to the beach,”
Greasy Meat Water is [not] a great band name
My Friday is not off to an auspicious start. I stepped on one of Alvie’s 9,482,439 train accessories this morning –
The dead zebra made me…
Last night, as I was driving Alvie home from day care, we had the following conversation: Alvie: “Mommy, I see a
Protected: Just another murder…er I mean manic…Monday
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I should be working – WRITE NOW!
Or, edit now as the case may be. It is Friday. 10:30ish (or will be by the time I post this,