Mar 232007
 
"There's No Place Like..."

Last night we had quite the thunderstorm. The light show started about an hour ahead of the rain. Nathan, my one-year-old, woke up saying, “Ma Ma!” and wanted to look out the window. He must take after his daddy – he was fascinated. “Dight! Ooooh!” I brought him to bed with me, and we tried […]

Mar 222007
 
And the writing continues...

Last week I ran across a box filled with all of my old journals. The excessive habit started when I was 8 with my first diary. I wrote about wanting a Cabbage Patch for Christmas and the woes of not sitting next to my best friend in class anymore. The writing continued all through school. […]