I don’t feel nearly focused enough to write a blog tonight, but it’s National Blog Posting Month and I committed to writing every day, so here goes.
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Yesterday’s National Blog Posting prompt was “What are five funny (but real) things your current relationship has taught you?” (I know, I know, I’m a day late. For what it counts, I wrote this out in my head last night while nursing the little man to sleep. Half-credit?) Continue reading “NaBloPoMo: what our babies teach us”
I almost didn’t write today, partly because the question of the day once again did nothing for me. The prompt was something on divorce. I didn’t feel like writing about conflict of any form when I’m facing enough conflict in my life right now. Continue reading “When silence is warranted”
When I previewed this prompt for National Blog Posting Month, I assumed – like most Americans – that this would be a response addressing her as the first female President of the United States.
That didn’t happen. Continue reading “NaBloPoMo: What do you want to say to Hillary Clinton today?”
If you could redo one moment in your life, what would it be and why? How would it change who you are now?
We don’t get re-do’s, and so I never relish in the past. What we can do, though, is believe in our present and work towards our future. We can turn regret into reward by living and learning. Continue reading “No room for regret”
What was your worst Thanksgiving food fail?
Probably last year, when Sean and I had no idea how to season our turkey and went overboard on the salt and spices. It turns out, there is most definitely such a thing as too much flavor. I could go in greater detail about this turkey, but, I’d much rather shift today’s writing prompt to a different kind of failure. Continue reading “Cast your vote and cook a turkey”
I have 2 hours and 15 minutes left of the day as I start to write today’s open-ended entry for National Blog Posting Month. I almost skipped it, but my friend kicked my butt back into gear.
Today was busy, and the bulk of it was spent looking for the perfect couch. A couch which has me incredibly emotional despite not even owning it yet. Proof that when you become a mom, you get emotional over everything. Apparently I love couches like Brick loves lamp. Continue reading “NaBloPoMo: Nostalgic for a couch”