Author: marylowd

“Basically, writing speculative fiction is all about hanging lampshades on porcupines.” — Daniel Lowd

Wesley has been inspecting all of our ears to see if bees live in them.

Elaine is doing the tango with a pillow. Now she claims she’s going to turn the pillow into a duck — by throwing it and shouting, “quack, quack, quack!”

I wish I could train the dogs to clean the house and the cats to cook.

The advantage of a semi-broken camera: I get a shiny new camera, but the old one still works well enough to hand it to Elaine and say, “Go, have fun!”

Right now, she’s filming herself chanting about how much she loves pizza.

“The most important rule of tree climbing is “have fun.” If you’re not having fun, get out of that tree! Unless there’s a unicorn stuck at the top. Then you have to help that unicorn, even if it isn’t fun.” — Elaine

No school day = I come downstairs to find paper taped everywhere with instructions for a treasure hunt and brown sugar all over the kitchen.

Interestingly, the brown sugar is not directly related to the treasure! The brown sugar was for the kid’s oatmeal. The treasure hunt is an early birthday present for Daniel. So, unless the early birthday present is also a bowl of oatmeal, I don’t think they’re connected at all.

With an e-reader, the baby can’t pull my bookmark out.  But he can flip to a random page and change the text to a really tiny, weird font.

“There’s someone I’d like you to meet–” Elaine holds her empty, cupped hands toward me. “My imaginary kitten, Snowy!”

Listening to Little Shop of Horrors and printing out the latest Shreddy story to take in to my critique group on Tuesday…