Time for w(h)ine
It is never good to start a Monday by jolting wide awake from a nightmare. One in which you are privy to a nuclear bomb, complete with hearing the blast, seeing the flash, and wondering if the backpack you’re toting and …
It is never good to start a Monday by jolting wide awake from a nightmare. One in which you are privy to a nuclear bomb, complete with hearing the blast, seeing the flash, and wondering if the backpack you’re toting and …
It’s been seven glorious The Angels Are Singing days since J went back to school. A, of course, is staying here with me as we start our first full year of homeschooling. It’s a new kind of Back to School …
The summer between my freshman and sophomore years in college I had the pleasure of a tonsillectomy. It was necessary really; after ten years of begging doctors who insisted I didn’t need one, it took contracting mono the previous spring …
It was bound to happen. When you have a gifted, highly verbal, quirky 11 year old who loves nothing more than to take his mom down a peg, it was going to happen. I got pwned. Last night I was …
But first a word from our sponsor…me. This evening, after a day of running around completing errands made more irritating by “oh we’re closed in the middle of the afternoon for lunch/training/because it’s Wednesday,” I finally grabbed a kid and …
It’s the International Week of the Gifted 2012 and with the corresponding blog tour I’ve seen one amazing blogpost after another this week. Me? End of summer stress-induced writer’s block. I always seem to forget to set things up for …
The new phonebooks are here! The new phonebooks are here! No, wait, not the phonebook. My book. Yes, If This is a Gift, Can I Send It Back?: Surviving in the Land of the Gifted and Twice-Exceptional is now available. The Hold …
On Friday at An Intense Life I wrote about returning to my flute playing roots. But long before I ever picked up a flute and worked up a pucker, I wanted to be a writer. I wrote stories for …
A year ago yesterday we frantically packed and cleaned the house, threw the remaining freezer beef at our friends as a thank you for helping, closed on our house, and hauled ass east, destined to be homeless for eleven days. …
It’s day two of National Parenting Gifted Children week, and I’m a stop on today’s blog tour. Sadly, I’m also getting this up mid-day instead of earlier as planned. Last year I wrote, hit publish, and then dashed off to …