Sometimes it just gets to be 9 p.m.and the most memorable thing about today was that the Little Lady had a marshmallow stuck in her hair. The best part about it was that I didn't have to take it out. Many thanks to my husband who once again stepped it up.
I will say the pressure of trying to come up with something to write isn't new to me. I have stared down the blank page many, many, many times, but I will try harder. I will appreciate the practice this exercise allows me and hopefully kick-start my writing.
Bare with me folks. . .