...yikes!
OK, as much as I complain about editors, I have to admit it's kind of scary, floating around out here alone, knowing that no one will read and approve this before I post.
I've been a reporter for 13 years. Longer, if you count the college newspaper. I've never NOT had an editor.
Oh the freedom, the giddiness ... the terror!
You want to get to know me? Go to MusingMama and read my earlier essays. They're pretty representative of my style and personality.
Warning: I'll be even more candid here.
** Warm & fuzzy thought of the day — My little boy spent the morning clinging to my leg, sweetly crooning, "Mama, mama."
** Bitch of the day — He'll resume the clinging just as soon as we get home, making it damn difficult to make dinner. Or even pee.
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Welcome! I'm sure my blog is full of errors, but I don't care. And I don't think readers do either. Unless they are editors.
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