I'm just going to put it out there. I like Christmas songs but I hate slow Christmas songs. Normally around the holiday season I'm sleep-deprived and slightly stressed because on top of all the stuff I normally do, there's the Christmas stuff too. By the way, wrapping presents is like deciding to paint your own house. It seems like a good idea at the time but about two hours into it you're all "What the f*ck was I thinking". I know you're not supposed to swear when writing about Christmas but really? Wrapping? With all
My friend Alison and I were talking about the use of ... in writing. Both of us are guilty as charged and while my use of smiley faces and LOL are an addiction, one I'm currently trying to break using a punishment/reward program that consists of elastic bands and Baileys, I stand by my use of ...
Because they aren't just three periods in a row. Those ... are a pause.
And pauses are a necessary part of my writing… it’s how I control you, the reader.
I've called this meeting because something very disturbing has been happening which we need to discuss.
It has come to my attention that someone in this family has been taking the pens from my desk and not returning them. I'm sure whoever "took them" had a very good reason to "borrow" one of my pens and simply "forgot" to return it because that's the kind of person I am. I like to give people the "benefit of the doubt".
Son No. 2 is very much into reading because Son No. 1 is so into reading and sometimes the gods of awesomeness decide to smile upon me and have the younger copy the older’s good habits instead of the bad. But for a long time, Son No. 1 didn’t like to read. We read stories with him, bought him books, got him his own library card all to no avail. He didn’t like to read. As an enthusiastic reader and a writer it was a little frustrating for me.
Finally we just said screw it and stopped trying to force him to read.
I'm reading this incredible book right now called "The Minds of Boys". It talks about how boys brains are are wired differently than girls and how they learn in a completely different way than girls.
I didn't really need a book to tell me that, I see it every day. More importantly I think the differences between boys and girls can be narrowed down to one word.
My kids aren’t on the computer much. They don’t have Facebook accounts and for the most part, when they go online it’s to feed their Puffles on Club Penguin with me in the room as they earn coins and build igloos. The reality is though, there is going to come a time when they access the internet and I’m not there.
It’s a pretty safe assumption that they will eventually google me.
This past weekend Son No. 1 had his first speed skating meet of the year. First, I'm going to preface this by saying he didn't sleep well the night before and had to be up at 6:00 to be at the rink for 7:30 a.m. Second, it's a really long day at a speed skating meet. We were there from 7:30 until 5:00 and he skated four races. It's adrenaline rush followed by sitting and waiting.
I'm not making excuses but these were definitely factors in what ensued.
Are you getting the picture that this isn't going to a good place?
My inlaws. My sister-in-law. My brothers-in-law. My husband's business partners' parents (did ya even understand that one?).
These are the hard-to-buy-for people in my life. Not because they're difficult by any means but because (a) they already either have everything or (b) I don't know them well enough to buy them that perfect gift.
So each year they end up getting wine or chocolate which essentially screams "I had no idea what to buy you".
