Goodbye, Midnight Bayou

My first BookCrossing book will be released tonight. I went ahead and released it online, as I may not have a chance to discuss its release again until tomorrow. So even though it says it’s at the mall, waiting near the A&W and Chik-Fil-A, it won’t be there until tonight. Here’s hoping that Midnight Bayou, by Nora Roberts finds the next reader happy and leads them back to chronicle their encounter with the book (and pass it on!)

In other book news, my Maggie, who will be three next month, asked me last night if we could go to the “libary.” How about that? We’ll probably stop by tonight after we hit the mall to release my book and eat.

I am hoping the students will find today’s lesson interesting. We are looking at Ethics in Journalism: court cases, rights to privacy, censorship, slanting the news, etc.

Last night when we got home, Dylan wanted to play. He’s so cute, it was almost irresistible, but as I was dead tired… Well he tried, tugging at my hair for about two hours with mixed results. In the end, we shut off all sources of light, after which he must have slept, because my hair was left alone.

You know, there really aren’t words to describe exactly how cute my son is. He’s incredibly, heartbreakingly beautiful.

Goodbye, Midnight Bayou

My first BookCrossing book will be released tonight. I went ahead and released it online, as I may not have a chance to discuss its release again until tomorrow. So even though it says it’s at the mall, waiting near the A&W and Chik-Fil-A, it won’t be there until tonight. Here’s hoping that Midnight Bayou, by Nora Roberts finds the next reader happy and leads them back to chronicle their encounter with the book (and pass it on!)

In other book news, my Maggie, who will be three next month, asked me last night if we could go to the “libary.” How about that? We’ll probably stop by tonight after we hit the mall to release my book and eat.

I am hoping the students will find today’s lesson interesting. We are looking at Ethics in Journalism: court cases, rights to privacy, censorship, slanting the news, etc.

Last night when we got home, Dylan wanted to play. He’s so cute, it was almost irresistible, but as I was dead tired… Well he tried, tugging at my hair for about two hours with mixed results. In the end, we shut off all sources of light, after which he must have slept, because my hair was left alone.

You know, there really aren’t words to describe exactly how cute my son is. He’s incredibly, heartbreakingly beautiful.