There’s More Than Corn in Indiana

Transitions can be unpredictable. But the process is kind of predictable, I guess. It’s like the sadness needs to come out of me in order to make way for the new fun stuff, and the WTF stuff of moving into a new house.  Let’s take it in fives. Sadness: I cried five times while moving.Continue reading “There’s More Than Corn in Indiana”

Self-Deprecating Sunday (24)

In which the YA author showcases the great and awkward of being a teenager. We just took the kids to their first professional baseball game last night. The Tigers played the Oakland A’s. I’d gone to an A’s game when we lived in California. I’ve seen a Cubs game, too, but that’s the extent ofContinue reading “Self-Deprecating Sunday (24)”

I Got A Wombat For Mother’s Day

Magnolia made it for me.  I think it’s pretty awesome!  Also I got a letter in her best cursive (why are they still teaching cursive?). It highlighted how she liked the time Josh and I threw a surprise party for her and Ella for no reason at all.  It’s weird; I’d forgotten about that. ButContinue reading “I Got A Wombat For Mother’s Day”

The Goodbyes Begin

The moving date is set. June 4th. Of course, if I get a job soon, then I’ll move down ahead of the rest of the family. But having an official date makes me nostalgic. Two Sundays ago I said goodbye to my Ann Arbor critique group. We’ve been working together for I want to sayContinue reading “The Goodbyes Begin”