Even if my back would have allowed me to sit in front of the computer, my 9-year-old needed it for her research project. RESEARCH project. She's in fourth grade and knows nothing about introductory paragraphs, conclusions, or thesis statements, but she's supposed to write two papers—yes, TWO—on mountains and lakes. So I was gasping in pain, while trying to teach her how to take notes and write paragraphs and put everything together in a RESEARCH PAPER, and she was Googling phrases like What is a mountain? and How are lakes formed? while her mother was not blogging.
Speaking of not blogging, I'm feeling discouraged. I'm not sure why. Can't put my finger on it. I want to write more. I want to write less. I want to change my focus. I want things to stay the same. I can write. I'm illiterate. Who cares who reads my stuff—it's nonsense, anyway. Why can't I attract an audience? You see my dilemma.
Dinner last night: stuffed green peppers