sleepless in samoa

A piano fell on my head today.

I was sitting in church looking around ( from the depths of the back rows where I always creep in and hide) when suddenly it hit me.

I’ve been coming to this particular congregation for a year now. A whole year. And I don’t even know who half of these people are. In fact, I dont even know who a QUARTER of these people are. There’s that nice elderly gentleman who always smiles and shakes my hand. Don’t know his name. There’s that cheery, beautiful young woman who never ever forgets to say hello to me and all my assorted rabble. Don’t know her name either. There’s that very kind lady who teaches my very naughty child and still hasn’t tried to run me over in the parking lot as punishment for raising aforementioned naughty child. Don’t know her name. There’s the Youth Leader who organizes super fun activities for my teenagers every week and ensures they get a ride home. Couldnt tell ya a single personal thing about her. Everywhere I turn there are people who have gone out of their way to be nice to me and my (far from) fabulous children – and yet, I have no clue what their names are. I wouldn’t be able to pick them out of a police lineup. Or nominate them as “people I would most like to survive the zombie apocalypse with”. Or ask for their help if I was locked out of heaven in the last days. Because I know zippity-doo zilch about them.

It was like a piano had fallen on my head. This is just not good enough.  I know I’m a hermit. I know I’m rather anti-social. I know that I have loser interpersonal skills. But after 52 weeks worth of Sundays with very welcoming, friendly, supportive and fun people – I should be better at this. But I’m not. Because I keep thinking that “I’m going home soon. I’m not going to be here for very long. This is not my REAL church/neighborhood/community. I don’t REALLY belong here. My REAL church/neighborhood/community is at home in Samoa.” So therefore I don’t REALLY need to make an effort. Because why bother?

I realize that I have to accept the facts. Right here, right now, I live in Auckland, NZ. And even though Im constantly plotting and conniving for ways to move home to Samoa next week, I have to deal with the reality of my NOW.  I need to stop moping and using homesickness as an excuse for (rude) hermit-ness.

You watch me. Next Sunday, I’m going to be a changed woman. The sign I usually wear that says, “GET AWAY FROM ME” will be left at home. I’m going to radiate cheerful friendliness, hug everyone and give them air-kisses. I shall smile more than a toothpaste ad. Engrave people’s names and faces in stone. Or at least write names down unobtrusively in the back of my scriptures. I will invite strangers to my house for dinner so that we can make friends. And have my new life’s mantra tattooed on my forehead – “Hi, I’m Lani and I know how to be nice. I promise.”

When I started writing this blog post about the New and Improved Me, I was feeling very enthusiastic. But now that I’ve reached the end of it, I just feel tired. The very thought of being cheerfully friendly is exhausting.

People like me should never move countries. Neighborhoods. Or church congregations. We should just stay in our caves, write books and invent people to be friends with.

Sleepless in Samoa hit a record 30,000 visits this month. Thanks for keeping me company! If you’re looking for a Fantasy Romance read about strong, fierce and proud Pacific women – check out the free sample of TELESA:The Covenant Keeper available on Amazon.

Six Sleepless Favorites

As 2011 wraps up, it’s that time of year when everybody and their donkey’s aunt starts compiling lists. Today marks the official anniversary of the Young and Restless Family’s move from Samoa to NZ. Daaayuum we made it! One year. Looking back over a year of blogging and more blogging, I realized that this blog has reflected a lot on our journey as we have tried to adjust to our new life in the Land of the Long White Cloud. Here’s six of my favorites.

1. Who’s the Idiot?  NZ has given us a lot of new experiences, from huge challenges to small ones. To seemingly mundane ones at the petrol station….In this post we meet the idiot dude who started off looking a lot like Ryan Reynolds. ( everyone sigh with me now) But by the end of my disastrous attempt to refuel our car, the service station attendant had become “the ugliest man I had ever seen.”

2. High School is a War Zone Earlier in the year I tried to get a real job as a secondary school English teacher. But times have changed in the field of education. You have to be tattooed from head to toe, have a black belt in Kendo or star as a cage fighter on the weekends – if you want to make it. I was never a martial arts advisor on Kill Bill so I didn’t end  up working as a teacher this year. Which in hindsight, was a good thing, because otherwise, I would never have had the time to finish writing TELESA – because I would have been too busy kicking Uma Thurman’s butt.
3. He’s Got Nuts Some of us tried new sports. Little Son Zach played rugby league and I gleefully embraced the visions of Sonny Bill Williams-type sporting glory for my son when the coach pronounced in awe, “Your son’s got balls. I mean nuts. I mean excuse my language, he’s tough.” Yes, yes, that’s wonderful, but how soon can I – oops, I mean- he- be friends with Sonny Bill?


4. Shakin my Bootie at the Market  When I lived in Samoa, I was rich. Or at least I was married to a really rich man and thus by osmosis, that made me rich. In NZ I am not rich. (Yes, that’s right, I’m married to a different man…still Hot but not rich. Is credit to Hot Man’s hotness that he can be poor and STILL be Hot.) So I tried my hand at being an entrepeneur, baking cinnamon rolls for the Saturday Market Fair. Ha. Quickest way to feel like a total waste of earth-space LOSER.

5.No Sex Allowed My biggest worry before we moved was whether or not our children would be able to adjust well. Would they make friends? Would they cope with new schools and more? Big Son quickly alleviated those fears when he met a most engaging young woman at school…and yes, the long-dreaded horror ocurred. My first-born, my 16yrd old baby, my precious darling…got himself a girlfriend. So what does a 21st century Samoan mother do when she meets her son’s girlfriend for the first time? She gets up close and personal.

6.The Journey to be prettier than all his Ex-Girlfriends put together. Begins with Cookies. For me, discovering life in NZ has been synonymous with discovering all the food that NZ has to offer. So I finally faced the fat facts and joined the gym. My fitness goals began as deliciously as they ended – with cookies. Now? I’m embracing my luscious self. In all its multi-layered lusciousness. Bring on 2012!

Thank you for hanging out with me on Sleepless in Samoa this year. What was YOUR favorite blogpost?! (and don’t you dare say the one about Jason Momoa’s tattoos. Because we are not allowed to talk about tattoos anymore on this blog!) Hoping you all have a blessed festive season with much fun, laughter and peace with your loved ones.

Telesa – Auckland Launch Night

Last night my book Telesa was launched here in Auckland, NZ at an event jointly hosted by Auck. Univ of Technology and Auckland University. It was an evening of poetry, dance, music and Pasifika-style celebration with Dr Selina Tusitala Marsh giving the keynote address, a Telesa siva performance by AU graduate Filoi Vaila’au, music from Natasha Urale-Baker, and a (surprise) taualuga dance at the closing. Many leaders from the NZ academic, government, business and Pasifika community were present. As were many Sleepless in Samoa readers and awesome sister bloggers. Books were sold and signed. Refreshments were served. My mother (the most creative woman in the world) had flown in from Samoa to be there. The Hot Man was chasing the naughty Bella Beast all over the building. The rest of the Fab5 were helping to sell books. My big sister gave a Telesa reading. (But her most valuable contribution to the launch was allowing me to borrow her MENA puletasi. Thank you sis!) My little brother was there with his family. Uncles, cousins, friends, tweeters and FB  – all came out to support a hermit as she stepped out of her cave. Thank you everyone for making it a much less scary adventure to launch my first fiction novel in Auckland.

Ana Faatoia was the photographer documenting the event and I invite you to look through her pictures and experience the Auckland Launch of Telesa for yourself. Click on the link –
Faatoia Fotos: Auckland Launch of Telesa

Tattoo Time: Ezra Taylor and a TELESA Thank you.

It’s Tattoo Time again. And today, I’d like to take this opportunity to thank all those who have been so supportive and encouraging of the e-launching of my new book TELESA:The Covenant Keeper. Whether you’re buying the book, spreading the telesa word to friends and family, following the blog book tour, posting online reviews, or having me and Telesa over to visit your blog – thank you so much. I’ve been overwhelmed by the positive feedback and thoughtful assistance from so many of you. This journey is much less scary when you have a great support network. Fa’afetai tele lava!

Today’s tattoos are brought to you by the person most responsible for successfully conveying “Daniel”s image to the world – star Samoan rugby player, Ezra Taylor. (All photos taken by Tim Rasmussen Photography, Samoa)

Ezra was born in Australia but grew up in West Auckland. (Umm, I live in West Auck but I have to tell you that I have never seen any rugby players who look like Daniel hanging out at my local grocery store.) He describes himself as a “proud Australian born New Zealand raised Samoan with Kiwi, Scottish and English blood.” He was raised by his mother and describes his upbringing with his extended family as being filled with “love, generousity and fun.”  He writes, “the love we share is unbreakable and built on a foundation from our grandparents who engrained in us all, a sense of generosity and service.”

Ezra represented NZ at the U-19 and schoolboy rugby levels, and made his pro debut playing for Otago in 2006.  He signed with the Highlanders for the 2007 Super 14 Season, missed the 2008 season due to an injury and then played for the Queensland Reds, Super 14 before  moving to Connacht of the Magners League for the 2010-2011 season. He played for Manu Samoa in the game against Japan in July 2011. Ezra is a Loose Forward/Lock.  Ok, can you tell that I have no clue what all that rugby talk means? But for the benefit of those blog readers who actually DO know something about rugby, I’m copying this faithfully for you from Google.)

                           Playing rugby in Samoa is very hot work.

Like Daniel in the TELESA book, Ezra was a school prefect and House leader in his secondary school days. He played for the 1st XV for three years and in his final year they won the National Secondary Schools title.

“I was totally into my rugby at school and that took a lot of my focus. I always had teachers telling me that only a tiny select few go on to make a living from rugby and were very negative. In a way I wanted to prove them wrong.” Ezra admits that he was “in no way the perfect student! I loved English and History, hated Maths and looking back, I wish I did give a lot more towards my education.” 
       Because this post is about tattoos, we better check out Ezra’s tattooed leg.
In case you were wondering, Ezra (like Daniel) is a man in love. He married NZ Olympic Basketball player, Natalie Purcell in 2009. “I had seen her on the cover of Spasifik magazine and said to a friend how beautiful I thought she was. This close friend of mine had a sister who happened to play on the NZ Tall ferns Basketball team with Natalie. To make a long story short they organized we meet and to be honest it was love at first sight and the rest is history…There’s so many things I love about my wife, we bring out the best in each other and I love our strength as a couple. It’s hard because we both travel a lot for our professions but we know that we are blessed and this professional sports lifestyle  is not one you can live for long. We have to make the most of our talents and opportunities – it would be very sad if one day we were the grandparents who sat with our grandchildren constantly talking about all the things we wished we had done, the regrets we have…I love supporting my wife and am incredibly proud when I see her out there on the court.” (And on behalf of wives/partners everywhere, in a day and age when most sports figures are chasing Tiger Woods example – right there in that quote, is the reason why you should vote for Ezra to be rugby player of the year.)
Ezra says of adoring ‘female fan attention’ –  “To be honest I don’t really notice it. I’m not some Hollywood superstar or big time musician so it’s not a biggie. You get the odd “can I have a photo?” or “can I have your autograph” but that’s about it. Female fans are generally just that – rugby fans”. (So rabid fans, please keep that in mind..Dont be sending Mr Taylor naked pics of yourself or asking him to sign your rugby ball..)

When people ask me “Why did you pick Ezra to be the ‘Face of Daniel’ for the TELESA series?” (Well, apart from the obvious visual reasons.)  I want to say – because he’s not a Man-Whore. (Apologies to all the famous, successful and gorgeous Sports Man-Whores out there... )  But I don’t say that out loud because ‘man-whore’ is a bad word and I’m supposed to be cleaning up my vocab.

So I offer the other reason – There’s not a lot of Pacific Y.A fiction out there and it was important to me that the key characters in TELESA, be representative of some of the things I love the most about our culture. ‘Daniel’ is Samoan, Tongan and palagi and he honors his rich heritage on all sides. He values family, honors and respects the grandmother who raised him and more. And he rocks at rugby. Cant mention ‘best things’ about Samoa without rugby. I wanted a rugby player for TELESA who represented a lot of similar things to Daniel and I appreciate that Ezra Taylor fits the description in many ways.Before he did the TELESA photoshoot, Ezra asked me if there was anything about Daniel in the book that “would shame my family or upset the country.” I was happy to reassure him that Daniel was pretty much a dream fantasy male lead. And there couldn’t be anything too nasty/skanky in my book because my parents would kill me. (Not to mention my children might read TELESA one day.) Only then , did he agree to sign up.

So there you have it people, IF / WHEN you read the TELESA book, you will discover that Daniel is much more than just a pretty face. And more than his tattoos. 

        Which seems to be true of Ezra Taylor as well.
               Thanks Ezra.

Thank you for helping my blog host a record 18,000 visits last month. My YA urban fantasy romance Telesa:The Covenant Keeper is now avail. from Amazon for US and intl readers. Check out the reviews and see if this is a fire you would like to read more of…

                                               EBook – $2.99      Print Book – $14.95 USD
NZ and Aust readers can order from these links: $24.95 NZD  and $22.95 AUD

A Rare Good Day to be a Writer

                                                           Let’s live dangerously…

So this morning my cousin in New York, Facebooks me – “Congratulations on your prize! Awesome!”

 I message her back. (Somewhat shamefacedly.) “Umm, I didnt get one. But thank you! I wish I did…”
 She then forwards me the email announcement that her sister sent her (who works in Fiji for the University of the South Pacific) The announcement of the winners for the USP Press Awards, 2011. And what do you know? I did get a prize! Not only that, but my uncle Prof.Albert Wendt ( who as we know is the ‘Father of Pacific Literature’) took out the grand overall winner prize. And that’s how a (mixed up) Samoan-Maori writer living in New Zealand finds out that she won the USP Press Fiction Award via a cousin in the Big Apple, via Facebook, via another cousin in Fiji… Cool. 
I entered the competition back in January and then forgot all about it in the TELESA book chaos. What did I do when I got the news? I jumped up and down. Screamed a little. (Ok, I screamed a lot. I’m so uncool.What can I say, I’m so unused to winning things) I called the Hot Man so I could share the joy. I must have shared a little bit too much  S C R E A M I N G because he nearly crashed his car on the motorway. Pulled over, panicked, thinking I had been in an accident. What is it? Is it one of the children? What’s happened? Are you alright?
I told him my wonderful news. And he said, Dammnit, I thought one of my kids got hit by a bus or something. That’s not really the response I was looking for. Once he had established that all the family were alive, he hung up the phone. Buzz-Killer.
So thats why Im sharing my news with you my blogger world friends. (None of you are in danger of being distracted by my screaming and then crashing your car are you?) I’m letting you know that a collection of my short fiction ( some of it culled from Sleepless in Samoa blog posts) has won the Fiction Award and will be published by South Pacific Press. The collection is called…wait for it… ‘Sleepless in Samoa’! I know, I know my creative originality astounds even me. Not.

Its not often that a writer gets to be buzzed about their work. Let’s face it, it can get a little quiet and claustrophobic in our hermit caves…So, if any of you would like to be a little jubilant with me then please feel free to crack open a Diet Coke and slip in some Kahlua, grab some Boston cream donuts and go a little wild. I’ll be that chick dancing on the table to my current fave song, Cheers to the Freakin Weekend by Rihanna.
Thank you USP Press and congratulations to all the winners!

                                                    USP PRESS AWARDS
The USP Press wishes to announce the winners of its International Competition. Close to 100 entries were submitted to this competition. (Cash prizes are in US dollars)
USP Press Literature Prize for Overall Winner ($3,000):
‘Ancestors’ by Albert Wendt (collection of short stories)

Fiction ($1,000): ‘Sleepless in Samoa’ by Lani Wendt Young (collection of short stories)
Commendable Mention ($300): Maiden Fiji by Samantha Peckham-Togiatama (novel)

Poetry ($1,000): ’14 Degrees South’ by John Enright ($500)
and When Things are Dirty ($500) by David Howard

Drama or Screenplay ($1,000): The Cycle by Andrew Porteus
Commendable Mention ($300): The Visitors by Larry Thomas

USP Press Non-Fiction Prize for Overall Winner ($3,000):
Mystery Islands: Discovering Ancient Pacific by Tom Koppel

History/Autobiography ($1,000):
My Memories of David by Ilaisaane Kakala Taumoefolau

USP Press Best Children’s Book ($2,000):
Killer Waves by Sereima Lumelume
Commendable Mention: Hair Raising Cut by Emma Kruse Vaai ($300)
Welcome to Our Islands by Leslie Hayashi and Lori Philips ($300)
and Friends of Joji by Nicole Daniels ($300).

The USP Press will publish the winning titles. Congratulations to the winners and many thanks to the panel of judges and everyone who made submissions.
Professor Vilsoni Hereniko, Chair, Editorial Board of the USP Press

Does Your Family read your Blog?

Lani Wendt Young has been blogging long enough now that just about everything that happens in my life makes my eyes narrow, my bloggerbrain train wheels chug, and KaChing! I have an idea for a new blog post.

Which means, my husband now prefaces things with…”Dont you dare blog about THIS, okay?! And my teenagers come home from school and ask me suspiciously, Did you blog about me? And I have to put on that super innocent Silence of the Lambs face and say, “Who me? Nooo. Why?” Because my friends were laughing and talking about something they read on your blog, what did you say? “Umm, nothing…I think.” Yes, sometimes I get chastened and censored. Forbidden to mention unmentionable things.

Other times, my family are proud of my blogging efforts and give me suggestions. They say, “Hey mum you should blog about this…” One of my alltime fave posts (and biggest hitters) Who’s the Idiot was actually prompted by the Hot Man who couldnt stop laughing at my gas station idiocy and said, “If I had a blog, I’d definitely blog about this.”

I’m very relieved though that the Hot Man doesnt have a blog. Goodness only knows what he would say on there about me. I’m also even more relieved that he doesn’t read mine. Which is why I can get away with talking about him…all the time. And even posting pics of him in “Hungry for Men”.

So today’s million chocolate chip cookie question is: If you blog, does your family read it? How does your partner/husband feel about your blog?Your children? If you are a Samoan blogger then the other key question would have to be – Do your parents know you blog? Your hundreds of aunties and uncles and third cousins and their cousins? Have they read it? How do you cope with blogging honestly and provocatively with your family breathing over your shoulder?

This One’s For YOU.

I love Awesome Blog Readers!

I’ve officially reached 100 blog followers and hit 245 blogposts – and I wanted to thank all those who continue to support my blogging efforts with your visits, engaging comments and encouraging feedback. I know that many of you have shared Sleepless links and recommended this blog to your family and friends, thus making it a much more fun-filled experience for me to hang out here in the blogosphere as I have made so many new friends. Many of you are bloggers yourselves and I continue to learn from your writing (and I keep running to try and catch up with your blog-wonderfulness.)

Writing can be such a solitary activity and so the community found in blogging is something that I truly enjoy. Whether you are an out of the closet FOLLOWER of this blog or a LURKING regular visitor, please know that I appreciate you!

I especially want to send out a HUGE Sleepless in Samoa THANK YOU to the person who’s site is the largest individual director of blog traffic to my blog: Fotu who blogs at the Faikakala Blogspot

Fotu’s blog was the first Samoan woman’s blog that I ever read, waaaay back when I was just finding out what “blogging” was. I read through it and was in awe. She’s a captivating writer who expresses herself so honestly and fearlessly that I continue to hold her as one of my blogging role models. Thank you Fotu – for great writing and for being so generous with your support of my own blogging efforts.

I look forward to at least 240 more Sleepless in Samoa posts AND maybe even another hundred followers in the year to come…

Bloggers, why do you blog? Who was a blog inspiration for you? Readers, why do you read blogs? What keeps you going back to your favorites?

How to be the Bestest Amateur Blogger you Can Be. 8 Tips

There are professional bloggers. They have a cast of thousands following them, hanging on their every word. They feature in TIME magazine, get interviewed on Oprah and earn golden dollars from their blogging. At the other end of the spectrum, is me. And bloggers like me. We start a blog because we have a few things to say and then a couple of people stumble upon our mumblings and dont mind listening so we find a few more things to say and then yay! It’s official. We’re bloggers. Amateurs but bloggers nevertheless. I stalk a lot of professional and amateur bloggers and have learned a lot of things from my stalking. Here’s eight tips for making your blog even better than it already is.(From one amateur to another.)

1. Blog interactively. Invite interaction and engagement. If you wanted to keep a diary of deep thoughts, then you probably shouldnt have started a public blog. Some of our blog posts can be like a person standing in a crowded room talking really loud, to themselves. People listen but there’s no room for them to say anything. Fun blogs to visit are ones where bloggers start conversations and readers leave comments. Some of the running commentary can be more interesting to read than the actual blog post itself! To invite reader participation in a post, sign off with an open-ended question. And then follow up on every comment. This is crucial. Nobody likes to be ignored, so dont make the mistake of ignoring your readers.

2. Blog friendlier. Take the time to get to know your readers. Its wickedly paradoxical that many bloggers are actually hermits in real life. “Socially awkward” is how my little (meanie) sister once described me.Yet in the blogosphere, we make virtual friends with more people than we have fingers to count with. When someone takes the time to follow you or to leave a comment, click on their profile, visit their blog, read their posts, get to know them. Thanks to SleeplessinSamoa, I have ‘met’ some amazing people that make me laugh and pause to think hmmmm. I chat with them on Twitter, we share chocolate cake recipes via email and I cant wait for the chance to hang out with them in real life one day.

3. Blog or Die. To build a super blog, you have to blog. Regularly. Once a month doesnt cut it. Commit to 1,2,3 posts a week, whatever you can handle, and then stick to it. How else will your readers be able to rely on you for great reading if you aren’t consistent>

4. Blog SHORTER. Most of us can write oodles in our sleep, no problem. So we sit down and shoot out a PhD thesis length post capturing our every funniest thought we’ve had over the past week/month/year. And then we have nothing to say for another two weeks. Oops. Keep your posts short. Choose ONE incident/thought/experience/observation to explore in a post. If you’ve got more great material, then put it into another 2,3,4 separate posts. Most people dont have the time to read loooong posts.

5. Blog Smarter. When you’re in a writing flow, do 2,3,4 blogposts all at once and then schedule them to feature on upcoming days using the Blogger “Post Options” (at the bottom left hand side of your New Post page.)

6.Blog Nicer. Remember that not everyone has broadband. So dont cram your blog with 101 photos or blinking gadgets,flashing widgets and assorted pretty buttons. Honestly? Readers come to your blog to read what YOU have to say. Not because you’ve got the most Xmas lights on the blogging block. There are bloggers whose writing i enjoy – but I rarely visit their sites because they take far too long to load.

7.Blog Wider. Expand your horizons. Dont be afraid to venture into uncharted waters. There’s a myriad of different kinds of blogs out there: book review blogs, cooking/food blogs,parenting dramas and tips, writer’s charting their book journeys,music and art bloggers etc. I follow a fruit salad of assorted delicious blogs. I learn something new every day and get inspiration for my own writing.

8. Blog generously. Share your blog posts with friends and family via email, FB, Twitter and word of mouth. And when you find someone else’s blog post that you really enjoy? Share that too. Tell others about great bloggers you enjoy. Share links to their superb posts.

Have you got any tips for us on how we can blog better? We’d all love to hear them!

Thank you for helping my blog host a record 18,000 visits last month. My YA urban fantasy romance Telesa:The Covenant Keeper is now avail. from Amazon for US and intl readers. Check out the reviews and see if this is a fire you would like to read more of…

                                               EBook – $2.99      Print Book – $14.95 USD
NZ and Aust readers can order from these links: $24.95 NZD  and $22.95 AUD

The Problem with Birth Control.

I am one of six children. When I was a self-obsessed teenager and sick to bits of my younger siblings, I asked my mum one day – “Why didnt you stop having babies after me?”

She must have been having a rough day. Because she snarled,
I did.”

Huh?

That one was a broken condom. That one was the Pill. And that one? Was just a moment of insanity.

Okaaaay.

And that, my sleepless friends, was the one and ONLY time my mother talked to me about sex. Or birth control. (It was also a very telling insight into the abundant joys of motherhood…)

So tell me – did YOUR parents ever talk to you about the facts of life?

A New (Sleepless) World Order.

My friend Reesa in the blogging world has a blog called “My Organized Confusion” ( check it out today, you’ll leave smiling.) Her blog title has inspired me. As have lots of other blogs that are organized. Structured. Disciplined. So today, I am announcing my intention to assert some kind of ORDER upon this jumbled mess of ramblings. I have to tell you about it. Or else my goal will end up along the highway of other dreams…weightloss goals, new and improved me visions, profanity free speech ideals…Roadkill.

So here it goes, a schedule for Sleepless in Samoa.

Monday – Mother Madness: Where I get to embarass my Fab5 children with complaints, praise, whines and whinges.

Tuesday – ‘TELESA’ Day: Anything and everything to do with the YA urban fantasy romance series that is slowly but surely preparing to take flight into the world.

Wednesday – Little House on the Prairie Day. (Otherwise known as, I wanna be best friends with Martha Stewart.)Recipes for success and disaster. Adventures in Domestic Bliss.

Thursday – Whatever the heck i want day.

Friday – Passionate People Feature. Where I invite different amazing people in the blogging world to stop by and share their passions with us. Everything from art / writing / photography / music / cooking / books / parenting to Marvel Comics and Sonny Bill Williams.

Weekends – Get real. What am I? Superwoman? Weekends are for snapping at my children. Watching league games in the freezing winter rain and mud. Baking too many dessert options. Trying to make it to the full three hours of church. Without killing somebody.

There you have it. Some organization applied to my confusion! Yaay!. Now lets just see if i can stick to it…