The most wonderful time of the year

"What'll we do with ourselves this afternoon?" cried Daisy, "and the day after that, and the next thirty years?"

"Don't be morbid," Jordan said. "Life starts all over again when it gets crisp in the fall."

~~ F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby

This Blog's

a work in progress. I sheepishly admit that it took a few attempts before I figured out the links business. Given that I'm an internet junkie, I'm embarrassingly inept when it comes to basics that most technophiles would consider elementary. I plan to post as time allows, i.e., until I get bored or am interrupted by a child. Since the last time I experienced the luxury of boredom was in 1992, we can assume my children will be to blame if I get nothing done here.

Combining motherhood and writing ...

... doesn't always work. Being a homeschooling mom is my first priority but when I do have time to write (read: 1 a.m., sitting at the computer, toddler asleep in my arms) I often write about God, my husband and my kids. Call me biased, but I find them all captivating.