Okay. I have about 20 hours worth of work to do this weekend and I’ve spent the past five just playing with my blog. Priorities? Not exactly in check. But look! I figured out how to add a “recent comments” section to the right menu bar, so you can quickly see who’s been chatting it up here. And my bigger accomplishment was categorizing all of the amazing WoolfCampers (and then some) into links. Scroll down and look at the right column. I have many more creative professionals I want to link to… but I really should get to work now. Bad, Sarah.
This morning I awoke to find my pet mouse dead. She was a good mouse, but admittedly, I didn’t love her. I’d been ready for her to die for awhile, hoping it would come sooner rather than later. Seeing her there, though, shocked me, and flooded me with a whirlwind of cranky old memories. This isn’t the first time I’ve wished death on someone and been overwhelmed with pain when it came true. The first time was with my father.And it all poured out in writing, so I invite you to read the reflection at The Writ: Irreverence: A Eulogy.

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