Amy Lane's Blog: Writer's Lane, page 191

Fucking Cat

I'll give you three guesses as to what that dark thing is in the picture.

If you've ever owned one of the god's (damned) companions, you will only need one. (Keep in mind, folks, that I took this picture from my computer keyboard, while looking at my screen. Uhm-hm. Yeah. Fucking cat.)

And the madness has begun...

Last night was the first night of soccer practice for the season! OI!

We're lucky this year-- last year, we had a practice on M/W, one on T/Th, a game on Friday and one on Saturday. This year, we don't have the practice on T/Th--and I'm thinking that's a blessing. We still have dance, but that's okay--we still had dance last year!

Anyway, Chicken, Zoomboy, and Squish all went to practice yesterday, and I'd forgotten (like you do) how lovely it is to just sit in the shade outside, and to read...

And Some More Squishie...

So Mate took Squish and Zoomboy to the park and gymnastics while I was home, hosting the 'chat'. I always feel a little silly at those things--but there were around twenty visitors, and everyone was really sweet, so I think it went well. Anyway, when it was over, first I walked around the block barefoot (hard to explain, and I burned my tootsies, but it was very necessary for my life as an earthling as opposed to my life as a cyberbeing.)

Anyway, Squish was TUCKERED OUT--tuckered enough to b...

The Squishie Hat Trick

Okay-- this is me, doing publicity for, well, myself. (Thrilled? I thought so. Me too--pass that cyber-valium now, baby, I'm too charged for words!)




So this is Squishie, and that thing she's holding is NOT a hat. It is, in fact, a silk-ribbon purse I made for my daughter's friend's Quinceanara, but we haven't had a chance to give it to her yet.

Anyway, tomorrow (Saturday, July 31st) I'm doing a Facebook chat for Dreamspinner press at THIS LINK. from one to six EASTERN TIME.

Now, even th...

The Ins and Outs of White Trash Parenting

So yesterday, my friend and I took our children to Fairytale Town.

This is a little park/playground with fairy tale themed play places--Old Mother Hubbard's shoe (which is really a slide), Owl's house (which is really a slide), Old MacDonald's farm (which is a big barn with chickens, mice, a big tarantula... and a slide), a 'Crooked Mile' which is a raised maze-like pathway, fiberglass giant's feet, fiberglass pumpkins drawn by fiberglass horses, a real garden populated by real rabbits, the oc...

OKay... if the video thing doesn't work...

I'll entertain you with the story of Ma and Pa Kettle go clubbing.

Okay-- I've made it abundantly clear that I am large. Not healthy large. Mama-is-a-Volkswagen large. And while I'm always on a quest to NOT be a Volkswagen, and have developed some habits that I hope may reduce me to, say, the size of a Mini-Cooper, I am not necessarily all excited about putting on my hot baby clothes and going clubbing.

But Mate took me anyway.

Mate's friends--who, aside from being AWESOME, are also YOUNG a...

I Swear It To Be True

First of all, Making Promises will be available at midnight tonight-- WOOT!

And second of all--this is the part you'll have trouble believing...

I have ACTUALLY been too busy to blog!

Squish was performing in the fair (like her brother a couple of years ago and her sister for nearly ten years before her) so on Friday we took everybody to the State Fair. It was 104 degrees.

We slicked everyone up with SPF Flannel Shirt (which was not good enough for Mate--apparently he needs SPF Steel Plate--...

Bits and Pieces

And TODAY'S songworm is...



Now, for anyone wondering what makes my songworm hall of fame, it's usually anything that comes up on the iPod and I find myself singing out loud--for the next 24-36 hours. This one's special. It showed up on the iPod and Chicken and I started singing it together at the top of our lungs. *sniff* Good mother/daughter bonding, right there.

For the record, Chicken and I have a plan. In fifteen years, we're gonna grab my stepmom and Squish and go on an all-girl cru...

Summer Days...

And today's songworm is...



Okay-- what I really wanted to show you was the two minutes of video that Chicken took of Squish playing... but, alas, there is a degree of technical knowhow involved in downloading Chicken's camera that I am... well...

Shit. For someone who blogs and publishes e-books, I am frighteningly ignorant of the ways of technology.

Some days I despair of this...

Some days, I am acutely aware that, if I had any more technology at my fingertips, I would get no writing done or k...

Take Me Out to the Ball Game

Okay, so, Friday morning, we were all ready to go, right? Everyone in the car? "Mom, dammit, get out of the bathroom, let's go!"

So, ready to go. I get into the car and put in the iPod and say, "Chicken, you ready for the song?"

And Mate says, "What's so special about this song!"

"Are you kidding? It inspired "Bewitched by Bella's Brother""!

And Mate (who has started the car by this time and is pulling away,) says "So why is it important for THIS trip?"

"It's all in this line here! Listen!" ...