About

 

Sarah Callender lives in Seattle with her husband, her son, and her daughter (Doing Business As: el Husbandio, Buddy and Sweetie, respectively). She also has two cats, one with a weight problem, the other with at least seven nervous habits.

Sarah is a writer, working on her third novel while her agent pitches the first two to publishers. She is a terrible house-cleaner, a lover of chocolate and musicals, and a complete cheapskate, but she has no trouble spending money on good chocolate and musicals. She goes to church because she believes in God and because she feels better when she remembers she doesn’t have to be in charge of everything.

In addition to believing in God, she also believes in recycling and wearing sunscreen every day, year-round. She loves big hats. She loves 5:00 p.m. (wine, usually Riesling) and 7:00 p.m. (the hour at which it is socially acceptable to get in her pajamas). She loves books, but only certain kinds of books. Good books, for example. Books written by folks who care about words and don’t use gratuitous adverbs. She does not abide slimy foods like custard and fried eggs, nor does she believe six- year-old tee-ballers need trophies.

Oh, and yes, the underwear thing. Because she often does too much on not enough sleep, she makes frequent and stupid mistakes, like forgetting to bring her kids’ swimsuits to the swimming pool, like putting the milk in the pantry instead of the fridge, like leaving inappropriate websites on her computer screen when the children are around, and yes, like inadvertently wearing her underpants inside-out.