The kids survived summer camp, which is kind of a relief. I want them to learn to enjoy the wilderness (so that I don’t have to. The maid at the Marriott didn’t clean the room until late afternoon, and she left the mints on the desk. I roughed it). But last year, the wilderness fought […]
Read More...If #2 son is going to end up living in the basement, #1 son will have to take the attic. Both kids are back from camp, and I didn’t wait more than an hour or two before messing up their social lives. We went to the movies. “John Tucker Must Die.” Not bad at all. […]
Read More...So I packed up some cheese curds and a flask of brandy and went to Atlanta for RWA. If you are from Wisconsin and have spent any time in Milwaukee, when you think of Atlanta, it is as “that place that stole our baseball team. I am not a baseball fan, and not all that […]
Read More...I’ve been absent lately because I’ve been preparing for, going to and recovering from the Romance Writers of America National conference in Atlanta. I do this once a year, every July. This is the first year I haven’t been able to drop in a heap on the sofa and sleep for three days. My quality […]
Read More...It is definitely time to go grocery shopping over here. It’s not so much that the cupboard is bare. It’s simply at low tide. All the real food is gone, and what is left is the sort of things you find washed up on the beach of “good intentions to maintain a stocked larder”. Not […]
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