Teacher, mom, writer, coach...too much to do, too little time. One day I'll write that novel. And one day my house will be clean. With all the unfinished projects I have, I won't die until I'm 293. Now, can someone tell me please, where did I leave my brain?
Tuesday, December 2, 2008
Here I am back again already, with a few minutes to spare, since speech practice ended early. I'm just trying this thing out. How about I entertain you with a cute picture of Canna investigating the Christmas tree-in-progress? She loves balls, and thinks she should be able to throw all those round things.