the aftermath
Trips to and from the airport - 8
Trips into and out of town - 4
Trips to the drive through small grocer - 3
Trips to the diner - 2
One jaunt to the beach.
I've lost my land legs and my Jeep knows the way home from the airport, my face is tanned, my stomach is still full (jambalaya followed by a blueberry reduction over ice cream last night) and
it's going to take a few days for me to stop speaking in Michiganese.
There was an exciting couple of hours, last night, of Rock Band (Poppy on the drums, Susie on guitar, Jen being "the crowd") and Youngest did his very best card tricks for an appropriately appreciative audience.
I was busy twittering at about 10:30 when he sat down with Jen and read her tarot cards.
It would have made a terrific video as her humor is not unlike his.
I had only ever been at parties with Jen - we've never had an opportunity to chat before this past weekend and I must tell you that I think I have a new crush. Of course I am completely intimidated by her success. I mean: I'm funny, and Susie is adorably funny and Poppy is charmingly funny, but Jen...Jen is professionally funny. But she's not only that. She is warm and funny, and fun and funny, and gorgeous and funny, and brilliant and funny. And though those attributes could bolster my intimidation, I fell for her. I had a great time with all the "girls" but really loved getting to know her better. We had a great talk about her recent publicity tour and I am deeply impressed with her writing skills and even more so with her people skills. Her fans, and there are many of them, delight in meeting her at readings and she takes a great deal of time to actually speak to the hundreds of women who turn out to see her. I've worked in publishing and didn't know many authors who took the time to be so gracious.
Youngest's room has been transformed from dorm room to his room.
Oldest has his mattress back.
Middle will probably be feeling his tendonitis after last night's drumming.
I need to put away the coffee bar we set up, do some laundry, vacuum up some more sand and pay some attention to my men.
It could not have been more fun - as Susie said in the note she left:
I could not have had a nicer time.
Trips into and out of town - 4
Trips to the drive through small grocer - 3
Trips to the diner - 2
One jaunt to the beach.
I've lost my land legs and my Jeep knows the way home from the airport, my face is tanned, my stomach is still full (jambalaya followed by a blueberry reduction over ice cream last night) and
it's going to take a few days for me to stop speaking in Michiganese.
There was an exciting couple of hours, last night, of Rock Band (Poppy on the drums, Susie on guitar, Jen being "the crowd") and Youngest did his very best card tricks for an appropriately appreciative audience.
I was busy twittering at about 10:30 when he sat down with Jen and read her tarot cards.
It would have made a terrific video as her humor is not unlike his.
I had only ever been at parties with Jen - we've never had an opportunity to chat before this past weekend and I must tell you that I think I have a new crush. Of course I am completely intimidated by her success. I mean: I'm funny, and Susie is adorably funny and Poppy is charmingly funny, but Jen...Jen is professionally funny. But she's not only that. She is warm and funny, and fun and funny, and gorgeous and funny, and brilliant and funny. And though those attributes could bolster my intimidation, I fell for her. I had a great time with all the "girls" but really loved getting to know her better. We had a great talk about her recent publicity tour and I am deeply impressed with her writing skills and even more so with her people skills. Her fans, and there are many of them, delight in meeting her at readings and she takes a great deal of time to actually speak to the hundreds of women who turn out to see her. I've worked in publishing and didn't know many authors who took the time to be so gracious.
Youngest's room has been transformed from dorm room to his room.
Oldest has his mattress back.
Middle will probably be feeling his tendonitis after last night's drumming.
I need to put away the coffee bar we set up, do some laundry, vacuum up some more sand and pay some attention to my men.
It could not have been more fun - as Susie said in the note she left:
I could not have had a nicer time.
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sniff... sniff...
sniff sniff
paola
Now, go put your feet up and relax a bit.
And the good new is that it's 75 degrees here and the cool weather will be heading your way. Hooray!
Rub dog comma fat's ears for me.
xxx
i'd have a girl crush on jen too. i loooooove her books. i own all 3. and i didn't even use my 50% discount (i work for the publisher that owns the book imprint that publishes her books).
Now I will confess how dumb I am... as I was reading through your posts...and came to the beach and you said "salt water" I'm sitting here thinking what? Salt water? There's an ocean there? Okay... stop laughing any time now :)
I keep walking around with a silly smile on my face remembering the trip. Susie is right.
You need to add stories and memories to your tally board. It seems you have plenty of those.