Being at BlogHer all weekend was a huge relief because it brought my normal monthly crazy down to a dull roar. I got home late on Sunday and bright and early Tuesday morning I had to drive Peyton into ATL for her finger poke. Already? Didn’t we just do this but with a side of [...]
The scent of BlogHer still lingers on my skin
Because I’m totally a follower, I’m going to do what my beloved friend Janet did and NOT post links to every single thing because a) I don’t want to leave anyone out b) I’m stupid and lame and can’t remember every person’s name {even with the help of business cards} c) if you THINK I’m [...]
Excuse me, I have to go extract my husband from under the bus
From Rachael, while I was at BlogHer…the greatest email ever written by an eight-year-old in the history of emails written by eight-year-olds. Dear,Mom I have a secret dad told me to not tell you.Do not tell him that I am telling you this he is sneaking a choclate cake remember the small mini ones yes. He is,no [...]
Thoughts from the airport
*SIGH* I wrote this the morning I left for BlogHer, but apparently the wi-fi connection was so lousy in the hotel, it never actually posted. Tech hotel FAIL! So better late than never, right? I’m writing this from the Atlanta airport…drinking a cup of mediocre coffee, a man who needs to rethink his commitment to [...]
The one where I almost don’t go to BlogHer
My niece went to camp and got sent home early. She did not get in trouble. She did not break the rules. She was not caught creeping out of her cabin after hours in an attempt to make it to the boys’ side of the camp. Unfortunately! Nope, what she did get was exposure to [...]
And here we are
Soooo, this is it. The new digs. Infinitely less packing and tape than changing residences, but filled with it’s own set of worries and angst. Will anyone still read? Am I screwing myself up by quitting my already established blog for this shiny newness? Does this blog make my butt look big? ANGST, I tell [...]
About Anissa
Erma Bombeck said something that pretty much defines my approach to life.... "When I stand before God at the end of my life, I would hope that I would not have a single bit of talent left, and I could say, "I used everything you gave me." If you switch the word TALENT for LOVE or LAUGHTER or HAPPINESS....it still stands.
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