New book release: To Hunt a Sub


subFellow blogger Jacqui Murray’s new book, To Hunt a Sub, has been released! What an exciting day!

I’m always happy to support fellow writers so here’s the skinny on To Hunt a Sub:

A brilliant Ph.D. candidate, a cynical ex-SEAL, and a quirky experimental robot team up against terrorists intent on stealing America’s most powerful nuclear weapon, the Trident submarine. By all measures, they are an unlikely trio–one believes in brawn, another brains, and the third is all geek–but they’re all America has to stop this enemy who would destroy everything they believe in. But this trio has a secret weapon: the wisdom of a formidable female who died two million years ago. 

What sets this story apart from other thrillers is the edgy science used to build the drama, the creative thinking that unravels the deadly plot, and the captivating prehistoric female who unwittingly becomes the guide and mentor to Kalian Delamagente as she struggles to stop a madman from destroying her life: Read the rest of this entry

The hamster “maze”


This little operation was well under way by the time I got wind of it. They had a blast, and Punzie worked for her food for a change.

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For the record, those are sunflower seeds, honest! Read the rest of this entry

Of hamsters and men

Remember our hamster, Rapunzel, aka Punzie, so named because of her long hair?  Well, she’s become my dog. I occasionally feed her hamster-safe scraps of food that I find left on the floor by the human residents of this home. I should just let her out at night to forage/vacuum.
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The Punzinator

Once I found a Raisin Bran flake in the corner of the kitchen. I picked it up, with the intention of giving it to Punzie, but after failed attempts to get the dust off, (it was in a tight corner, alright?!) I threw it away.
My husband looked at me with an eyebrow raised.

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A new hope… for a new generation of Star Wars fans


We took to the girls to school to watch Star Wars on the classroom’s big pull down screen because if you’re going to watch Star Wars for the first time, you can’t watch it on our tiny tv at home.

All they knew of Star Wars is what the Lego movies have taught them, which, while truly entertaining, just isn’t the same.
My husband and I decided it was time, so we brought them to his classroom under false pretenses. We distracted them with kids meals from Sonic (also a first) while hubs hooked his laptop up to the projector.
They were none the wiser until the iconic music began blaring from the classroom’s speakers. They looked up from their tater tots with wide eyes. Then hubs pulled the large screen down and the magic began.

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Funny business


When I started this blog, my kids were still quite young.  I thought there’d be less fodder for funny blog posts as they got older. I was wrong. My oldest is now 11. She seems to have taken over the story production from her younger siblings. Observe this quote which Facebook tells me I posted one year ago today:

You know your daughter watches a lot of Master Chef when, after hearing the story of Jesus feeding the five thousand she says, “Do you think before he had his disciples pass out the food he said, Read the rest of this entry

Wua wua wua wuawhhh (that horn sound after someone tells a particularly bad joke)


I was feeling peckish this afternoon, so my husband, being wonderful, asked if he could warm up the last enchilada from last night’s dinner for me. I said, sure, but then added:

“The question is, can I eat… the whole enchilada?”

I couldn’t resist. I had to say it, so you had to read it. I did warn you it was coming in the title of this post!

Here’s another gem from my super quick-witted oldest daughter.

At the end of the school year, she was working hard on her solar system report, telling me she was on her 5th page. I said, “You’re really plowing along!”

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Life with girls


It started as a run-of-the-mill laundry sorting, which led to an underwear fight, which I may or may not have taken part in. (There are no witnesses. I deny everything.)

And it somehow culminated in this lovely addition to my wall candle decoration.

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