Seriously, some days, I so envy my three-year-old. I wish I could just stomp my feet and scrunch up my face and whine “But it’s NOT FAAAAAIR!”
And since I would prefer to not subject anyone reading to my bitching and moaning every single day, I just haven’t been writing. I’m hoping that something gives soon, and I get back into some sort of rhythm…and maybe, as a result, I’ll feel like writing about something.

Karen Brown - moderately crafty, crass, funny, finicky, stubborn, somewhat domestic, long-winded, Southern work-at-home mother of two.









