After taking a long bath at the condo last night while reading Tennyson precariously balanced on my burgeoning belly, and cricking my neck into peculiar and painful angles on the rim of my metal, non-sloped tub, I’ve decided I need to get me one of these book-holding doohickies, and one of these neck-cushioning doohickies. It […]

I hate it when I let LJ get away from me for a couple of days; the task of writing what’s been going on in the interim seems so impossibly daunting after even the smallest fraction of time has passed. Sometimes the best thing to do is just plunge in there and hope you catch […]