It’s funny how you get used to things, one minute you’re having a panic attack and the next you’re distracted by something sparkly and you completely forget how you’re “supposed”...

I’m looking at the tag I assigned to all my diabetes posts, the tongue in cheek “ode to diabetes.” And I wrote an Am I Sick post last spring, which...

…with this hair????? She looks like a Beatle. But the thing is, I don’t want to cut it. I love her hair, I love that most of it is still...

No time. Endocrinologist appointment. (Mister Personality. Can’t wait. Just kidding.) Book deadlines. Anna’s fussy. Massive headache. Etcetera, etcetera. So, herewego. My clue: Before...

Those of you who haven’t come here from the BookEnds blog should click HERE for an explanation if you have no idea what I’m talking about, and click here for...

Those of you who haven’t come here from the BookEnds blog should click HERE for an explanation if you have no idea what I’m talking about, and click here for...

Okay, it’s freakout time. (My spellcheck is flagging the word freakout. Why is this not a real word? It’s also flagging spellcheck, which just seems wrong.) And why am I...