Okay. Probably not. But it's a pretty momentous occasion, all the same.
The reason I haven't been blogging as much recently is that I've been kind of sick. A lot. All day every day for the last couple of months. And I'll probably be sick for a while longer. Because baby number four is headed our way.
I get really sick when I'm pregnant. So far, I haven't thrown up every day like I did last time, but I have lost tons of weight. And it saps my energy. Between my other kids and housework and regular work and everything else, I'm pretty exhausted by the end of the day.
I'm trying to stay at least semi-active in blogging. And there are some really cool things coming up, like the LDS Writers' Blogfest. (If you are interested, drop me a line.) So, I'll still be around. Just kind of taking it easier.
What's new in your neck of the writerly woods?
Monday, February 20, 2012
Tuesday, February 14, 2012
That's All
There's a song on the first album Michael Buble put out back in the day. It perfectly sums up how I feel about my sweetheart and I wanted to share it with you. Happy Love Appreciation Day (otherwise known as Valentine's Day) to all of you. If you have your special someone, I hope this is how you feel. If you haven't found a special someone, I hope this is what you get.
"That's All"
I can only give you love that lasts forever,
And a promise to be near each time you call.
And the only heart I own
For you and you alone
That's all,
That's all...
I can only give you country walks in springtime
And a hand to hold when leaves begin to fall;
And a love whose burning light
Will warm the winter's night
That's all,
That's all.
There are those I am sure who have told you,
They would give you the world for a toy.
All I have are these arms to enfold you,
And a love time can never destroy.
If you're wondering what I'm asking in return, dear,
You'll be glad to know that my demands are small.
Say it's me that you'll adore,
For now and evermore
That's all,
That's all.
"That's All"
I can only give you love that lasts forever,
And a promise to be near each time you call.
And the only heart I own
For you and you alone
That's all,
That's all...
I can only give you country walks in springtime
And a hand to hold when leaves begin to fall;
And a love whose burning light
Will warm the winter's night
That's all,
That's all.
There are those I am sure who have told you,
They would give you the world for a toy.
All I have are these arms to enfold you,
And a love time can never destroy.
If you're wondering what I'm asking in return, dear,
You'll be glad to know that my demands are small.
Say it's me that you'll adore,
For now and evermore
That's all,
That's all.
Monday, February 13, 2012
It's all in the words
I've been thinking about words recently. This happens mainly because of my almost 5 year old. He never really went through a "why" stage. He kind of circumvented it with "what." He comes up to me all throughout the day, asking "What does this mean?" "What does that mean?" "What kind of burger are we having?" So, there's lots of questions, just not why questions.
His newest trend is to ask what a random word means. Examples: except. Awkward. Neither. Actually. We're not talking the easy to define words here. Have you ever tried to define except? Without using a dictionary? Yeah. Not easy. Many of the words he asks about, my response is automatically, "It just means _________ (repeating the word to him again.)"
Sometimes, I ask him what he thinks the word means. For instance, awkward. His definition of awkward is when people eat in a silly way. I'm pretty sure that is awkward, but his use of that word with that specific definition will probably end up being awkward for him later.
I guess the point of this is that we use words every day. And a lot of the time, we don't even have a concrete definition of what the word means. You use it. You know how to use it. How often could you define it, if someone asked you to?
What are your favorite words?
*Sorry for the long absence. I'm still working out a few kinks and that may mean that the blogging schedule becomes really unscheduled. What I mean to say is, I'll blog when I can. And hopefully, it will be more often than not.
His newest trend is to ask what a random word means. Examples: except. Awkward. Neither. Actually. We're not talking the easy to define words here. Have you ever tried to define except? Without using a dictionary? Yeah. Not easy. Many of the words he asks about, my response is automatically, "It just means _________ (repeating the word to him again.)"
Sometimes, I ask him what he thinks the word means. For instance, awkward. His definition of awkward is when people eat in a silly way. I'm pretty sure that is awkward, but his use of that word with that specific definition will probably end up being awkward for him later.
I guess the point of this is that we use words every day. And a lot of the time, we don't even have a concrete definition of what the word means. You use it. You know how to use it. How often could you define it, if someone asked you to?
What are your favorite words?
*Sorry for the long absence. I'm still working out a few kinks and that may mean that the blogging schedule becomes really unscheduled. What I mean to say is, I'll blog when I can. And hopefully, it will be more often than not.
Friday, January 20, 2012
Friday, January 6, 2012
Still Alive
But not really kicking very hard.
Birthdays, anniversaries, holidays, and a new year have come and gone since last we spoke.
The allergy saga has deepened (thanks everyone for your kind thoughts). Boy #1 has allergies too. Wheat, soy, peanuts, dogs, horses, every seasonal/hay fever thing under the sun. So we are trying to be a wheat/soy/peanut/egg/milk free family right now. Challenging.
Everybody caught a really horrible cold bug around Christmas time. We traveled, visited, and coughed all over family. It was the first time in several years that all my siblings (with accompanying spouses and children) have been together in the same place.
Hubby and I took a kid free trip for Christmas/New Years. Overnight. To Salt Lake City. For fine dining and grown up entertainment. (Nothing of the weird or kinky sort. We went to museums and Temple Square and shopping at a mall.) Without the kids. It was blissful.
Other things are in the works or changing but I don't want to get into it right now. Maybe sometime soon when the mood strikes and things are more settled.
I just wanted to stop in and say thanks. And I appreciate you. And you are all great. And I wish you all the puppies. (Unless puppies aren't your thing. Then it can be book deals. Or something equally awesome.)
What have you been up to?
Birthdays, anniversaries, holidays, and a new year have come and gone since last we spoke.
The allergy saga has deepened (thanks everyone for your kind thoughts). Boy #1 has allergies too. Wheat, soy, peanuts, dogs, horses, every seasonal/hay fever thing under the sun. So we are trying to be a wheat/soy/peanut/egg/milk free family right now. Challenging.
Everybody caught a really horrible cold bug around Christmas time. We traveled, visited, and coughed all over family. It was the first time in several years that all my siblings (with accompanying spouses and children) have been together in the same place.
Hubby and I took a kid free trip for Christmas/New Years. Overnight. To Salt Lake City. For fine dining and grown up entertainment. (Nothing of the weird or kinky sort. We went to museums and Temple Square and shopping at a mall.) Without the kids. It was blissful.
Other things are in the works or changing but I don't want to get into it right now. Maybe sometime soon when the mood strikes and things are more settled.
I just wanted to stop in and say thanks. And I appreciate you. And you are all great. And I wish you all the puppies. (Unless puppies aren't your thing. Then it can be book deals. Or something equally awesome.)
What have you been up to?
Wednesday, December 7, 2011
A tough time
Well, sorry for the silence again. I'm just not that good at this right now. Between actually trying to write, working, and family stuff, the blog is pretty much the first to get the ax on any given day. And it's just gotten more complicated at our house.
Baby girl, who turns 1 year old tomorrow, is allergic to eggs. We found out a few days ago when she tried scrambled eggs for the first time. She's probably been allergic for a long time, but we didn't realize what it was until she had the egg on her face, so to speak. She broke out with a bright red rash and welts and got a little wheezy. The whole shebang. And now, it seems to make a lot of sense that she's had a diaper rash that just wouldn't go away.
The worst part? She's still a nursing baby and egg protein is one of those things that goes straight through. So, not only does she not get any egg in her diet, but neither do I. And egg proteins don't break down when you cook them. That means you can't have eggs in any products. Noodles, cookies, cake, bread. Yes, bread. I now have to read every label of everything we ever eat. And there's an awful lot that is on the no go list now. It's giving me a head ache. And a bit of the blues. And it is still so new that, every new item she can't eat (and by extension, me) just makes me sad.
So, yeah. Things are interesting at our house. Hopefully it will settle down again soon. And we'll have it all figured out.
In other news, my blog is having a birthday on December 22. It will be 2 years old. What should we do to celebrate?
Baby girl, who turns 1 year old tomorrow, is allergic to eggs. We found out a few days ago when she tried scrambled eggs for the first time. She's probably been allergic for a long time, but we didn't realize what it was until she had the egg on her face, so to speak. She broke out with a bright red rash and welts and got a little wheezy. The whole shebang. And now, it seems to make a lot of sense that she's had a diaper rash that just wouldn't go away.
The worst part? She's still a nursing baby and egg protein is one of those things that goes straight through. So, not only does she not get any egg in her diet, but neither do I. And egg proteins don't break down when you cook them. That means you can't have eggs in any products. Noodles, cookies, cake, bread. Yes, bread. I now have to read every label of everything we ever eat. And there's an awful lot that is on the no go list now. It's giving me a head ache. And a bit of the blues. And it is still so new that, every new item she can't eat (and by extension, me) just makes me sad.
So, yeah. Things are interesting at our house. Hopefully it will settle down again soon. And we'll have it all figured out.
In other news, my blog is having a birthday on December 22. It will be 2 years old. What should we do to celebrate?
Wednesday, November 30, 2011
Close, But No Cigar
Well, it's been a crazy and hectic month. With lots of family, friends, celebrating, working, playing, writing.
For any one who is interested, I didn't finish NaNoWriMo. I did, however, write close to 20,000 new words this month. And that's amazing. And I still love the story. And I'm going to finish it. Maybe next month.
Other than that, nothing really new to report. Things are moving along. Always more to do and less available time.
How are you all doing?
For any one who is interested, I didn't finish NaNoWriMo. I did, however, write close to 20,000 new words this month. And that's amazing. And I still love the story. And I'm going to finish it. Maybe next month.
Other than that, nothing really new to report. Things are moving along. Always more to do and less available time.
How are you all doing?
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