There something therapeutic about singing at the top of my lungs Tori Amos’ music.  It’s been quite awhile since I’ve had the chance to do that simple activity.  Vivi is still asleep…er…back to sleep after awaking at 6 a.m. and wanting to play.  So as I sit here in my office, singing Baker Baker is quite cathartic.  It takes me back to a time when I was single, childless, searching, and empty.  My how time has changed.

Anyways, I have a book  in my head.  Maybe two, maybe three and I’ve been trying to mentally organize but to no avail.  Hmmm…let’s see…what do I want to write about?  My research on parenting styles and personal experience; substance abuse; self-help; autobiography; relationships; men; wow!  Guess I have some work to do.  However, that will have to wait cause Vivi calls:)  and I always answer her promptly!

Ciao:)
Mindy