Toast behind pillow.
Sippy cups with weaponized old milk at the bottom of it behind the couch.
Cheerios and Gold Fish crackers crushed and crusty under everything.
Where’s the strangest place you ever found old, forgotten food that your kids left behind? And what was it?
Found in the bathroom. It’s only about a day old — this time around. (-_-)
So I’ve been sitting on some really good news for a minute now, but after receiving an email from my agent this week, I can finally sing it out to the heavens …
I’ve landed a two-book deal with Kensington Books!
The first novel, THE THUNDER BENEATH US, will be published Fall 2016. And novel #2 will (likely) be out the following year.
Very happy and super excited. Yaaaay!
Last week was not my favorite. I was still trying to kick The Cough and get my energy back. Then out of no where, The Youngster got hit with a stomach virus. And by hit, I mean hit harrrrrd. Clobbered, actually. He ended up not being able to keep Gatorade or even water down. This lead to his being very dehydrated. We had to go straight to the ER from his pediatrician’s office — in an ambulance.
The IV fluids helped, but he was in such bad shape that the doctors admitted him to the hospital, where we stayed for two nights.
Yeah. Like I said, not my favorite.
Oh, and then there was the part where my husband woke up like dis: high fever and severe body aches.
I was practically tripping over myself trying to take care of both my homies before the ER thing happened. It was a mess, and I’m glad it’s behind us. Now I’m happy to report that the household is healthy and back on the good foot. To celebrate, how about a #giveaway?
Recently, The Youngster has been talking more about music. Pop music. He’s been seeing the commercial for the new “Kidz Bop 27” CD on television and singing along with a few of the song clips. It’s adorable. But it’s also, like, wait… are you growing up on me?
Honestly, the whole kidz music thing was barely in my periphery until maybe the last month. My son basically listens to whatever we listen to, and that can range from Jimmy Cliff and the tUnE-yArDs to Sia and Sam Smith. But I decided to give the Kidz a listen, and I’m totally into it. Catchy ditties, no parental-advisory lyric concerns — what’s not to like? Plus, them kidz can belt! Some of these young’uns sound better than your fave pop star.
So, good news: One of you can also get in on the fun with us. We’re giving away one free copy of the brand new “Kidz Bop 27″ CD. And all you have to do is share a song lyric that you’ve discovered you got terribly wrong. Fun!
The winner will be announced next week.
Winners for the Driving the King book giveaway will be announced Friday. Make sure you get your comments in now. All you have to do to enter this one is share one thing that you’re looking forward to in 2015. So far readers have said everything from date nights to summer!
And speaking of books, I’m so excited — and honored — to have my essay included in this book, Tales from Another Mother Runner: Triumphs, Trials, Tips, and Tricks from the Road, debuting March 3! (Available for pre-order on Amazon now.)
It’s the third installment from friends of MMM Dimity McDowell Davis and Sarah Bowen Shea, the talented duo that brought you the popular Run Like a Mother. This time around, the book is a collection of 20 essays from other mother runners from around the U.S. Spoiler alert: The book is going to be so damn rad!
To promote the book, Dimity and Sarah are inviting some of the book contributors to their Another Mother podcast, and I was so pleased to kick things off this week. I had blast with those two ladies, and they asked me to read an excerpt from my essay called “Taking the Title and Running With It.” You can have a listen for yourself. (I join the fun around the 21-minute mark, but do listen to the whole show.)
I’m also happy that DMD and SBS have asked me to join them on one or two stops on their book tour. Stay tuned for dates and cities!
And let me know what you think of the pod.
P.S. This Carly Simon song is now haunting my daydreams. Big “thanks” to the AMR gals for that one. Hmph.