Shane needs more doing
I'm headed out to Doo-shane in about 20 minutes with my entire family (my brother, Ranger, visiting from Seattle included) to see the progress on my mother's cabin being built IN THE MIDDLE OF NOWHERE. I think it's the raging Mormon in her, to settle and build a home in the desert where there are no available resources to sustain life. If Moses and Brigham Young could do it, so can she.
I have a few hundred photos to post from the weekend, and I'll get to that later. But first, here's my favorite quote from the weekend as uttered by the woman speaking with me on my panel when the organizer of the conference introduced her to me:
"You're Heather Armstrong? Really? I thought you would be more...more sophisticated. More put together."
Nice to meet you, too!
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Heather talks about Valentine's Day on today's Momversation.
- I know zero about sports, but my entire heart is screaming, "Go Saints! Go Saints!" I am a stereotypical woman. TAKE OUT THE GARBAGE, JON!
- Marlo has a tooth! So says the blood that she drew when she grabbed my hand and tried to gnaw off my thumb!
- Leta won't eat her birthday cake. I guess we should have made it out of chicken nuggets and iced it with refried beans.
