I am still supposed to be on “brain rest,” and I put that term in quotation marks because I have three small kids. On Monday, I was on the phone with a neurologist’s office trying to make an appointment as the two boys threw ashes at each other from the barbecue pit outside.
By the time I was done making my appointment — which, by the way, isn’t until February — they were covered in ashes from head to toe. So yeah. Brain rest.
Sometime last week I had a really good day and I wrote an essay, which I submitted to Babble and it was published. I have little recollection of any of it, but I have to say … I’m pretty proud of my work. Check it out by clicking here!