When I was a kid, I used to pick weeds from the undeveloped lot across the street to leave on the neighbors’ doorstep. I would ring the bell and run. At the time, I imagined them opening the door to see the bounty of flowers and thinking, “My, what spring magic is this? Could if be fairies?” In reality they probably said, “Damn kids leaving these stupid wilted weeds, who do they think they’re fooling?” Anyway, today for May Day, I planted an azalea and some flox. There you go. Happy May.
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About Me
I have two kids and a delightfully odd husband, Brett. My children are Noah (born to us in 1997) and Madison (born to her first mom, Pennie, in 2004 and brought to our family through a domestic, open adoption). They are my inspiration and also the reason I don't get more done around here.
I'm a writer and sometimes I get published, which is a nice thing. I write for joy, I write for money and when I'm very lucky, both things happen at the same time. My work appears in national publications including Yoga Journal, Disney's Family.com, Utne, Wondertime, Brain Child and Salon. Currently I am working on a book about my daughter's adoption and seeking representation for the proposal. I also own Smart Cookie Communications with my husband.
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- Test fireworks going off at game. Kids are getting antsy.
- Off to the clippers
- @mombrain CONGRATULATIONS! Glad that bus finally hit you! :)
- Fresh blog: It's raining http://www.thiswomanswork.com/?p=3442
- @larak: We had an old jukebox growing up so for me it's Abba, Disco Duck, Conway Twitty & don't it make my brown eyes blue.
