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Life With Junior

This weekend was awesome. And jam-packed with fun and frivolity. Okay maybe not the latter, but fun nonetheless. (I really just wanted to say frivolity.) Saturday was about errands and visiting Mom. So we got up Saturday morning, I made my list, and then we headed to what the kiddo refers to as “the big Walmart”. And the absolute second we stepped a toe into the store, he started in with the fact that he didn’t get a Transformers toy for his birthday and he really wanted one and could he please get one? To which I answered a big fat NO. Hey, I’m not that mean, usually. But, you see, his birthday party was the next day. No way was I going to buy him more toys when he was going to get more for his birthday. Yes, I know his party was a week late. But I couldn’t see sending birthday invitations to school the first week. And so, alas, I delayed things. So I had a pouty kid for about 10 seconds into the trip when I told him very firmly if he didn’t knock it off, he could forget about having a birthday party. Period. Okay, so I was in no mood to drag a sour-faced kid around the store for the next two hours. Yes, you read that right. It took me two, long, life-sucking hours to grocery shop. By the time I got home, I was ready to slash my wrists. ūüėÄ And, by…

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Adventures in Motherhood and Writing

This is been a … weird week. On Tuesday, the kiddo was complaining of an ear ache. Plus he had bad sinuses and a slight fever. So he stayed home from school and it was off to the doctor we went. He has another ear infection and we got ear drops, antiobiotic, nose spray. Yeah. Um…$45 later… I got him home and pumped him full of Motrin, then fed him and made him take his ear drops. That was NOT fun. He refused and I was Mean Mommy and sat on him to make it happen. Yes, I did. Then I made him take the antibiotic and shoot his nose with the nasal spray and THEN I gave him Claritin. I pumped him full. By the time Wednesday came around and I picked him up from his grandparents, he was feeling about a thousand times better. And it showed. He spilled his Coke all over the dinner table, leaving a sticky mess and then announcing that, “Uh, MOM! We have a problem.” So I cleaned that up. By that time, it was his bath time. I ran the bath and he got in with the explicit instructions NOT to splash. Well, about 30 seconds later, I hear all this slashing and open the door to find the floor underwater. sigh¬†Three bath towels later (and I had kicked him out of the tub), I’d reached my limit. It was time for him to be in BED. I think he was out…

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Not So Fast, Spring

Old Man Winter is back today and he’s ticked off. He’s kicked Lady Spring right out with his blustery cold winds and frigid temps. And let me tell you…it is BRUTAL out there. Had soccer pictures this morning at 11 am and then a game this afternoon at 1:30. This morning, waiting outside in the cold for the pictures to commence was…painful. I thought just wearing my heavy coat would suffice but the wind cut right through that. And the poor kiddo! As soon as we walked outside, he said, “My legs are cold!” Thank goodness the picture thing didn’t last that long. We got home and had a warm lunch. The game…another story. I wore thermals, jeans, my thick socks and hiking boots (my feet were toasty!). I wore a long sleeved shirt, a pull-over fleece and my heavy coat with a fleece lining as well as my hat and gloves. I even took a blanket. And it was still frigging cold. For the kiddo, I put long pants on him, his soccer shorts over that. Then I found a turtleneck shirt and put that on him. Then layered that with his zip-up fleece jacket. Then his jersey. I put a hat on him to cover his ears and then he wore his heavy coat to and from the field. COLD. So cold. His poor hands were ice cubes by the time the game was over. But the ref was super – he knew we were all freezing, so…

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Writing and Stuff

I want to thank Devon for being my guest here yesterday. I’m a huge fan of her work – and you should be, too! The winner of HEX BREAKER is Marie-Claude Bourque. Congrats! I took the comments on switching WIPs to heart. I’ve stuck with Phoenix all week and have made it through chapter five. I’ve been trying to beef up the story and fix glaring errors. I’m thoroughly enjoying this world and I’ve grown quite fond of Elena and Cassius. I think it would do them a disservice to stop working on their story this week. Next week I’m going to try and work on Delilah’s story, though she’s really not stomping her feet and demanding it yet. I also want to thank those who stopped by Selena Blake’s blog the other day to leave comments. It’s nice that my story about stepping outside the comfort zone rang with so many of you. There’s still time to leave a comment or two, if you want to stop by. Just click here. I have three monthly blog posts I need to get written, one for sure this week (due Monday). I haven’t decided what the topic will be yet so I need to get on that and get it posted. I have a little bit of time left for the other two. Found out yesterday, too, that I volunteered to judge for TWO¬†categories of the same contest. I guess I need to keep better notes in the future on that….

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The Big Reveal

Be sure to come back tomorrow! I have¬†a special guest and I’m doing a giveaway! Also! I’m a guest over at Selena Blake’s blog about kissing and, well, other things. Check that out here. LOOK at my beautiful cover! Isn’t gorgeous?? I’m so thrilled! I love it. (Click on it to see a bigger, better, hotter version.) I finished final edits on Take Me I’m Yours last night. It’s off to get onto the publication schedule. I should hear something in the near future. I have to say, the edits were rather painless, despite my moments of feeling like the book was a pile of dung. I think it actually turned out very good. I hope readers enjoy their story as much as I do. And just as I was typng the email to the editor to send it off, my phone rang. Apparently, my child has decided to go back to his old tricks of playing in school instead of working. sigh His dad was not a happy camper and I can’t say that I blame him. So the kiddo was in some serious trouble last night. When he got on the phone with me, he was clearly upset, saying his stomach hurt and he felt sick. I quickly squelched that with a, “Oh, you are not. You’re just upset because you got into trouble.” Which was true. Twenty minutes later and a very long talk with the kiddo, he was feeling a little better, though not chipper at…

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