ask me a question. please.

So every writing brain cell I have is being spent on this revision. Every cell. All five of them. And I am traveling next week, and I want to write next Tuesday's post before I go. And I was reading the comments from the last post and Karen had a really great question, and I wondered, do any of the rest of you have questions for me? Then I could answer them for my next post. (And Karen, I will totally answer your question, of course.)

Any takers?

In other news, the ceiling literally caved in on us today. Bonus: the kids have been incredibly intrigued by all the repairmen and like to follow them around and stare at them. I bet they love it. What I bet even more is that my husband loves that my littlest boy has started calling the most impressive of the workmen "Dad."