When I was five, I wanted a two-wheeler bike. It was time to be done with my big tricycle and be a big kid.  But first there is something you need to know about my parents: they weren't the kind of parents who thought through any aspect of their parenting. Mom was only 21 when I was born and Dad was 27. They liked to do what they wanted to do, and they did love my brother and me and enjoyed ...

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Dudes, Iolanthe was a-freakin’-mazing. If you missed it, I’m sorry for you. Now that it’s over, my evenings have been filled with… well, I managed to fill them somehow. There was Easter music to learn and movies to watch and laundry to do and Day Job open houses to be hosted. So it’s not that I’m less busy now, just different busy, I guess.

Me as a fairy with feathers in Iolanthe

Here’s what I’ve been up to:

What I Wrote

I guess it’s moot now, but here are the top 10 reasons you should have come to see Iolanthe.

I made myself an Orange Julius and drank it out of the cup of Christ, for real.

And, for Easter, our resurrected savior’s n...

“The hurrier I go, the behinder I get.” ~Lewis Carroll

Since I “retired” a few years ago to write full-time, I’ve gotten less and less organized. But somehow I’ve managed to stay one step ahead…usually. Then, our grandson was born a little over two weeks ago. We spent a week in Hawaii rocking him and another week recovering from the trip, and I can’t seem to get back on my game.

My online writing critique group has two cycles per month. We’re They’re (everyone but me) almost finished with one and about to begin another while I have a stack of submissions ready to critique.

My Google reader is so full it has stopped counting. Really! I carefully chose the blogs I follow and don’t want to miss anyone&#...