So…what do you do?

I am at a party, I start talking with someone, we’re having a great time, to-ing and fro-ing. There’s a lull in the conversation. They eventually might ask ‘so what do you do?’.

I have trouble answering this question. Am I alone?


Mister Bubbles Arrives

I let things lapse again. That last post seemed so immense, that it was so hard to shift it off of the top if the page by another post.

So…we had a baby. Then just over two years later, we had another one. Another boy. I am a mother of two sons.