This is the post where I say something brilliant about what I've been doing...
I'm writing a book.
The truth is, I'm pulled in so many directions (I know, who isn't?) that I don't have much energy left for one of my favorite hobbies. Everyone is busy- I know. But, single parenting challenges me.
On the other hand, I get to be really, really silly any time I want without an another adult witness.
PS. This week I hab a terruble cold.