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Hey! You should swing by Melanie Lynne Hauser’s joint to congratulate her! Why, you ask? Because her second Supermom novel, Supermom Saves the World is out!

I’m feeling like Supermom’s archnemesis lately. There’s so much juggling going on inside my head that I actually missed taking Ty to the open house at the high school last night. Even though it was on our calendar, and on the one I keep in my bag, and on the one I keep on my desk at work, and I had looked at all three several times during the day. My sincere apologies to Chris who had to deal with me shooting straight up in bed about an hour after we fell asleep, yelping “Shit! Dammit! Shit!” The best part is that while the open house was happening, I was soaking in a hot tub trying to relieve the massive knots in my shoulder from steam cleaning carpets all afternoon on Sunday, compounded by the stress of dealing with Ty and his suddenly horrific grade point average due to a dozen missing assignments.

Ah, well. Maybe I’ll develop superpowers and be able to bend the space-time continuum just enough to slip out of the tub, dry myself off and get us to the high school on time. Oh! Maybe if I go sit in the hot tub again! Well, I’m off to make a cup of coffee and to try to focus my attention on that for a half hour. But then I have to make lunches and get us out the door for another day on the merry-go-round.

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