Sometimes it’s just too much work, you know?
Sometimes it’s just too much work, you know?
I'm a mother and a writer and a surgical tech, sometimes even in that order. I live in a too small house with Sean, the wonderhusband, and the wonderkids, the Princess(9), the Pea(7), the Infantile Delinquent(3) and the Baby(1). Someday I'd like to write the great American novel, or just a good beach book, but for now, just to keep myself used to putting words together, I blog. You can learn (a little) more about me (and the fam) here .
Still can't get enough of me? I guess you could email me at h.alisonwonderland@gmail.com (It's just bold, not a link, I'm afraid you'll have to cut and paste it. Sorry.) but I don't see why you'd want to.
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Excellent solution!
That totally worked!
Perfect; because I had a billion things I wanted to post about but didn’t, because of a pressing issue that I needed to post baout. Here is mine: the other day I was coming back to work from break and I saw one of those strange Hispanic gangster types with the really baggy pants. Like, I am not a small woman and they could fit three of me, only he weighed maybe 100 pounds soaking wet. He was young-maybe 18 tops, all pimped out with the backwards hat and the gold change and this really menacing, tough-guy look; you know the kind, thee one that says, “Don’t turn your back, lady, I’ll knife you.” but his pants were MOVING; they were not moving along with his walk, not swaying in the breeze like a mainsail, just-moving. I parked my car, all the while thinking, “WTF?” Walked toward my office and he stopped about ten feet from me, reached into his pants, and pulled out….a puppy. A puppy that was the size of a small rat, only much cuter. A puppy whom the young man nuzzled and giggled-GIGGLED-at before hugging and putting on the ground to go potty. He looked up, saw me smiling, and tried very hard to puff up and be all manly and scary again, and then he gave up and laughed. It made my day.
I hear you. Kori helped you out with that cute story.
Great Post!
Yes, I know how it is. That’s why with 3/4 of my posts I don’t even try! (I’m still happy to see you come up on my Google Reader, even if it’s only for 2 sentences!)
I mean one sentence. Duh!
Nicely done.
I like how you can get 8 comments out of one sentence. Genius!
Great post
Creative. Innovative. Genius.
Oh yes, I know.
And you don’t need to link to me if you do a bibical post – I didn’t invent the bible :>
Yuppers, indeed.