A fun game!

Make a post out of the first sentence in the first post of each month. Here's mine!

I normally hate this time of year.

My uncle, my mother’s youngest brother, has been battling cancer for the last couple years. He died this morning.

So, Selkie Jamie has a fabulous post the other day about the ethics of family size.

Sleep, my child, and peace attend thee…Or, you know, not, as has been the case around here lately.

I have been hesitating to write this, because I know people who know me in real life read this blog and I don’t want to seem like a big drama queen.

I am considering copying my darling daughter’s fashion sense and stealing this outfit for this meeting I have Wednesday, for which a client told me in a snotty tone I had to look “pulled together.”

Sorry, all three of you who read this bad boy.

Why? Why do I read the news and thus just piss myself off?

Here’s what I have been contending with in just the past month.

Go Get ‘Em TIGERS!!!!

So I just found out about this: National Blog Posting Month, or some Godawful acronym like NaBloPoMo.

Maggie: