tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11566442.post116295456224888941..comments2023-09-16T04:30:01.789-05:00Comments on Help! My Kids Are Smarter than Me!: Time Flies When You're Focused on the End of the WeekThe Princess Momhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05269338169737025632noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11566442.post-1163014787809221172006-11-08T13:39:00.000-06:002006-11-08T13:39:00.000-06:00I meant HERE it's a cold dreary day. It was summe...I meant HERE it's a cold dreary day. It was summer (or September?) the last time I checked my novel...Zany Momhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16200837475394889326noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11566442.post-1163014734566267892006-11-08T13:38:00.000-06:002006-11-08T13:38:00.000-06:00What?! Moms are supposed to have *ME* time?? Wha...What?! Moms are supposed to have *ME* time?? What the heck is that?<BR/><BR/>I'm trying to pound out the latest chapter of my great American novel and I can't get past the sawdust.<BR/><BR/>Maybe they'll just have to step outside. My characters, that is. It's a cold, dreary, rainy November day. Didn't I have one of those in my first novel? Oh, yeah, on the chopping block floor...<BR/><BR/>Insane ramblings from another mom without *me* time...Zany Momhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16200837475394889326noreply@blogger.com