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Just Another Day in Paradise

I started out the morning by catching on fire.

I was standing at the stove, stirring in the oatmeal, when all of a sudden the back shoulder of my pink terry robe was on fire. How? I have no idea. All I know is all of a sudden it was “stop, drop and roll.”

Eden pretty much lost it as her excellent imagination spun ahead of the facts and created a major motion picture in her head called “When Momma Died from the Oatmeal Fire.” I had to dig her out of the back of her closet to calm her down. Cate on the other hand was only concerned about the fact that the rubber duckie appliqués on my robe were scorched. Poor duckies!

This derailed me and I didn’t keep on top of Cate every second of the get-ready process, so it was after 9 o’clock before I finally got her dressed to her socks. (She gets “distwackted.”)

To be honest with y’all, that’s not exactly how my morning started. It really started two hours before that when my foster son slid a note under my door, asking if he could go to a party that stretches from Friday night to Sunday afternoon. Never mind that he’s just told us another whopper of a lie, and by all rights should be on restriction until he qualifies to be a member of the AARP. Sigh. Raising teenagers is like nailing jello to a tree. (If anyone is foster-parenting a teenager and is will to advise of email, contact me!)

At any rate, they are all off at school now and I’m ready to tackle the lovely stack of ‘zine orders that has come into my inbox. I’ve been so encouraged by the amount of interest in Hiver. I’ve printed a run of 30, but only hand-bound about half of that. I got caught off guard by orders! I’ll be sending out paypal invoices today and plan to have the orders in the mail by Saturday.

Thanks so much! Your support will carry me though this crazy oatmeal-fire day!

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