I’ve been waiting to post this post to replace that scary cat puzzle. It’s still in my house, by the way. But at least it’s no longer the first thing you see when you visit my blog. It was funny at the time, but moving on. Have I mentioned my house is a mess? Someone hid my grabber and true story, I can’t pick stuff up off the floor with without my Inspector Gadget gadget. Also, Isla’s been sick and…
And so, I’d been watching Isla sleep. In a non-creepy way. When Neil’s away, we have a GIANT SLEEPOVER and she crashes out sideways on my bed. On the days I wake up without her elbow in my stomach or her toe up my nose, I have the benefit of seeing her open her eyes. On Neil’s side of the bed. Isla opens her eyes on Friday morning, ‘Happy Daddy Day,’ she says. I’d texted Neil the night before. Even…
And so, I’ve recently tried to blog more consistently. A wordy post here, a list post here. If you asked, I’d say I try to post something every other day, and by something, I mean something worth reading. I moved the writing prompt roundup to Monday this week, because Neil left for a city week on Sunday, and I knew I wouldn’t have time to put a post together on Sunday. Even list posts take me hours. And with Neil…
If we were having coffee, I’d say that when I set last week’s fall-inspired writing prompt, I was feeling particularly cozy. Coffee beside me, soft light from my lamp, boxed in by an old-fashioned filing cabinet. And I had my mountains-in-fall scene as my desktop wall paper. So, fall writing prompt. And sepia because those are my favorite photos and my favorite people, minus a few newer ones. I was going to write new words and share them, or find…
And so, if we were having coffee, I’d tell you that I’ve yet again reclaimed my corner of the home office. Cozy with my Tiffany lamp, my butterfly print, and um, a giant filing cabinet. For real, though. I meant to write yesterday, but we had to go pick up Neil’s new old man glasses. For real. Varifocals. He recently went for an eye test, and they explained his declining vision by saying, ‘That’s OK. It happens when you get…
