Angel Wheeler

  • An Un-Manic Monday

    I just crawled under my big white down comforter next to EK who is already asleep and snoring just faintly.   It’s a Monday afternoon and it is far from manic.  You all remember the Bangles?  They used to sing a song called Manic Monday.  It was completely dumb but I can’t help but think… Read more

  • A Sesame Street Shindig

    This past weekend we had a fun 2 year old birthday party, complete with the whole Sesame street gang.  Initially I was just going to do Elmo, but once I got to checking out the internet, a.k.a Pinterest, for ideas, I knew the whole gang should be invited. Every single idea was stolen fair and… Read more

  • 2 Years Old

    Emma Kate Darling, Happy, Happy 2nd Birthday to you!!! Oh I hope you know how much you are loved. But I’m sure you don’t. Of all the thousands upon thousands of words I have to use, there aren’t enough to convey it. And not to boast or anything, (well maybe just a little), but you… Read more

  • Toddler Selfies

    My almost 2 year old (like in 3 days) is a phone snatchin’-selfie takin’-Instagram postin’ whiz kid. When I got a text from my sister asking if I posted some pics to Instagram, it caused a bit of alarm knowing I hadn’t. Geez, what could it be? I quickly popped over to see what she… Read more

  • The best magic show ever

    Over the Christmas break my family was treated to the performance of a lifetime by my nephew Harley, I mean Hobo Joe the Magician. Move over David Copperfield. Hand over your wand Harry Houdini because Hobo Joe is in da’ house. Hobo Joe began with humble beginnings living in a cardboard box that was discarded… Read more

  • Home is where your purple chair is

    I’m home! I almost titled this post Home, Shit, Home.  A name my husband called one of our former residences, but I would be lying.  It is Home, Sweet, Home to the max.  Yes, I just reverted to my high school era.   It happens. After being gone for 11 days over the holidays, I… Read more

  • Word.

    Two years ago, around this same time, there was some kind of hype going on about not making any resolutions for the new year, but instead choosing a word that you would make your word for the year.  I don’t know, something like relax, or faith, or growth.  My friend brought it to my attention.… Read more

  • The Reason I Cried on Christmas

    We left Christmas day, loaded up the family and the dogs and drove to my mom’s house, 6 hours away. I wanted to have Christmas morning at home, open the presents with just the few of us, then leave.  But after opening presents, we had to take down the tree, because I didn’t want to… Read more

  • Chopping Down the Tree

    I’ve talked about it before, about this imaginary world inside my head.  Fantopia, it’s called.  It’s a fantasy utopia where my life is perfect.  It’s a nice place, until I try to merge Fantopia with Reality, then it’s just depressing. Case in point:  Since we moved to the mountains, we thought it would be a… Read more

  • Crossing that Line

    Today I’m coming off a 50,000 word binge and it feels great. What in the world am I talking about you may be asking?  This November for the first time ever, I participated in Nanowrimo, short for National Novel Writing Month, and succeeded!   The challenge is to write a novel of at least 50,000… Read more