Oh, the things I have to tell you.
Watch this blog.
A little past the mid-point of the poem-a-day exercise with one slight hiccup yesterday. I'm in between projects right now, so I feel a little torn about which "voice" I'm more interested in at the moment. Then again, I think for now it's just good to write because lord knows once the academic year starts up again I won't be writing much.
Overheard from my mother while talking to my son: "What is that? That's a skank. Skank." she says pointing to a cartoon skunk.
So my son will be calling stinky people skanks from now on.
Very happy today. :D