The Khekarian series by A. 8230;And then there were Photos. Just getting onto the block took the weekend. Just what kind of blog is this anyway? Water was the first concern. The little buggers ate WHAT? Wishing .

Ramblings of stay-at-home mom with a lot on my mind. Back to School sales in January.

The journey through munchkin land! August 5, 2014. My plan for the day involved a movie, a sparkling clean house, and newly canned tomato soup lining my cabinets. My reality for the day was runny noses, a not-so-clean house, canning jars stacked neatly in a closet for future use, and children sprawled about the living room. At 9am we have a morning meeting. Students will be assigned a verse to copy out in their neatest handwriting. We will recite a wee.

Short stories and small attempts at something else. Marie stood apart from him, her feet on the wet sand, her face wet with tears and looking towards the horizon of turbulent waves. The sun had gone, distant clouds gleamed with violet hues. The noise of the ocean kept her from screaming aloud. Hot painful tears scorched down paths of already marked skin. He approached her from behind. His hand met her small waist, so close to the scars.