Novel Mom

A day late and a dollar short.  It's an expression I use a lot...I mean A LOT!  Why?  Because it is a cool expression, it's a great excuse? Nope- because it suits me to a tee.  It's who I am - unfortunately.   I despise procrastination, when others procrastinate and when it affects me.  So yeah, you probably think this makes me one of those annoying women who have it all together - right?  Picture it - clean closets, freshly vacumned car interior, all bills paid on time, paperwork completed and filed, on time for everything and always prepared.,...the fridge full of healthy, nutritious meals, the dishes and laundry always done.   No.  Just no.  That's not me.  It's me on the inside - who I want to be. But it's not me.  I am a day late and a dollar short.   I want to wake up early, refreshed and energetic - exercise, spend time with the Lord, have a healthy breakfast all before I wake up my child prodigy for the day to get ready for school.  I want to hav

How typical is it that it has been a year and a half since I have posted?  Sad.  If I did half the things I said I was going to do...but anyway.  So why today?  Something's on my mind, that's why - and thanks for asking!  Father's Day.  Each and every year, I dread Father's Day.  Again, you might ask, why?  And I have no idea, really.  For some strange reason, Father's day represents loss and heartache and sadness to me.  No matter how prepared I think I am for the day, I wake up and I feel sad.  Is it because I have no father in my life, no male figure who loves me and cares about me, no - not at all.  I guess that's why it doesn't make tons of sense. The Pastor at my church always talks about how Mother's Day and Father's Day can be particularly difficult for people.  Maybe they have lost a parent, maybe they don't have a good relationship with that parent, maybe the parent abandoned them.  Maybe this is my answer.  Every day, wonderful men w