Operation New Desk: Sub-Optimal Areas of Organization

Writer’s Diary – Romance Author With A Few Opinions

To Avoid Hell, Organization Requires Commitment So, some time ago, the day job negotiated renovated office space… and a lot of office equipment was offered up to employees. I snagged an adjustable desk because I want to set up a treadmill desk. I measured etc and confirmed the desk would fit in my room. I […]

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Blogging

I’ve pretty much stopped blogging completely, hanging out more on Twitter and Facebook, but I’m also writing under two new names and am doing some blogging at those websites: Mica Stone and A.K. Stone. You can still find info on everything I’ve ever published (and will publish) as Alison Kent here!

Everything old is new again…

When I was around twelve years old, 1970 or so, a family in our church gave us an upright piano. Their youngest son played, and they were buying a new one for him. I knew how to read music; back in the day, they taught these things in school. Also, we had music lessons at […]

Literally speaking

Literally speaking

So the other day was orthodontist day for Lego Dude. Not one of our favorite days. We are heading for braces and monthly payments in a big way.

I grab Lego Dude and Horse Crazy directly off the school bus and drive to the appointment. So when the orthodontist tells me that Lego Dude’s teeth are disgusting, I wasn’t too worried because he hadn’t brushed his teeth since the morning. But when I see just how disgusting they were, I realize its been a while. A long while. Gums are red and puffy. Teeth are fairly clean.

We tell Lego Dude he has to brush his teeth and he says, “I am!” At home, we discuss and he says, “I am!” After a demonstration of his brushing technique, I come to the following conclusion:

When Lego Dude says he brushes his teeth, he’s not kidding. He ONLY brushes his teeth. Just the teeth, not the gums. All this time and he hasn’t been brushing his gums! It’s funny actually and I can’t get mad at the poor kid because we keep saying, “BRUSH YOUR TEETH” and that’s exactly what he’s doing.

Until next blog,
CJ

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