Wild Horses Statue, Providence, RIRight, so where was I? Ciaragh was back, I was done with GARF, and life was settling down so I could get ready for my inlaws to come for a visit.Yeah, that didn't happen. Not even close.For those that don't know, my mom had some sort of major neurological event around… Continue reading And another hot minute passes…
My Little Irish Wanderer…and the Aftermath
Well, so it has been a hot minute since I last updated this - or wrote anything if I'm honest, but work and life have not given me a second to breathe, let alone open the laptop.That little face there is my Ciaragh (Our Cailín Ádh), and she has had a marvelous adventure this week that… Continue reading My Little Irish Wanderer…and the Aftermath
Here I go again, on my own…
It's another Camp Nano, y'all, and I'm heading out into the metaphorical wilderness with my shiny copy of Scrivener for organization (that I'm not supposed to be doing but since I'm already a panster here we are) and my tried and true Google Docs for actual writing. This month's foray into madness is the next (and… Continue reading Here I go again, on my own…
New Year, New You? Nope.
So how many of you (admittedly, 5-6) Lettuce Readers have already given up on the New Year's Resolutions that you made a few weeks ago? Yeah, me too. The difference is that my resolutions were actually achievable this time - set out your clothes for work the night before, make sure that the coffee pot… Continue reading New Year, New You? Nope.
Scorched and Clobbered on my way into 2019
Yeah, that's what I look like in my head - but less blonde.Merry Christmas!Happy New Year!Yeah, so I'm a little behind, but no blog of mine would be worth its collective weight without a farewell to the old and promises I plan to keep break for the new around this time of year, right? Like… Continue reading Scorched and Clobbered on my way into 2019