Though it’s hard to complain to be back, as it’s a quintessential early fall day here on our little creek off the Chesapeake Bay… 68 degrees, sunny and breezy, flocks of birds flying overhead and the occasional renegade fishing boat heading out under the bridge. Our week in the Outer Banks was wonderful, and it … Read more

I didn’t take as many as I thought at Kenny’s birthday party, but here are a few, as promised… “Mama, why do my balloons keep flying away?” “Kaitie and Kristin’s present ROCKS!” “Let them eat cake!   I want the cookies all to myself…”

Though I am here in the most idyllic setting possible for endless writing (both sets of grandparents to dote on Kenny, picturesque sunsets and melodic ocean soundtracks), I am finding that I have been hit with a THUMP of writers block.   Not only that, but in sacking away two novels in three days, I’m … Read more

My sweet baby is TWO!   I can hardly believe that two years have passed since the night  I first met this little human that is the exterior beat of my heart.   His serious expression when he’s stacking blocks melts me as much as his charming “can I have a  cookie?” smile.   His … Read more

… had an unfortunate incident as we were packing up the car to go on our much-awaited vacation to the Outer Banks.   We noticed an oozing from his most recent bandage, and so we took him to an emergency vet en route to North Carolina.   And wouldn’t you know it… his second set … Read more

This is how Kenny now calls to me when he wakes up from his nap.   It used to be a series of “Mama?” calls, which became “Mama, out!” and have now morphed into the much more charming calls of, “Mama, What-ya doin’?” and “Mama, Come upstairs!” He has become like a little scholar, asking … Read more

I am not accustomed these days to getting “hit on.”   There was a time, back in my prime… no, but seriously, something about the fact that I don’t get a chance to brush my hair everyday, or always match my clothes, seems to prevent guys from giving me that eye.   Ok, that and … Read more

Ok, Dudley is not exactly a man, but he is encased in a plastic mask.   That is to say, today, on the day that his stitches were to be removed (ten days following his surgery for a benign tumor removal), he managed to chew the bandage just right and rip out the stitches and … Read more

Kenny and I went to visit Casey in his office today, and kidnapped him to go early to tonight’s Oriole’s game.   We arrived in time for batting practice, had some Boog’s barbeque in homerun court, then left at the top of the second inning.   (Hey, leaving before Kenny gets cranky is key, and … Read more

This weekend was a whirlwind for Casey and I, as we had some friends in from out of town for the weekend.   Friday night was a dinner cruise on a small private yacht that we chartered  with lots of laughs and wine.   Saturday we had a dinner party at our house with three … Read more