Hello Readers, this is just a quick little note-y post today.
First, thank you for the many recent thoughtful comments, emails, DM’s, and such. I have the best online community a gal could ask for. I do.
The next ten days are going to be SUPER CRAZY BUSY. (Kindest Man’s birthday, a grad party for Sissy’s BFF, a visit from two of my dearest sistahs—who are driving nine-hundred miles with two elementary school-aged kids to spend the better part of a week with us, plus Ex’s visit for Zeep’s promotion.)
This morning I went to hunt up the Xanax bottle to check my supply and it took some serious time. I thought maybe I had properly disposed of it and then I found a lonely bottle in the back of the medicine cabinet, covered in dust. I left it there. It’s a sure sign that it’s been a good year.
I won’t be able to write much but I will try to send and respond to tweets and emails, so keep in touch. Once the dust settles, I’ll put out a good update, probably on the 23rd.
In the meanwhile, my new favorite frenemy “Tyler Durden” left a comment on The Dark Lord… I responded and without dropping another F-bomb. Progress! Feel free to surf over, have a little read, and weigh in, with your customary aplomb.
“That post didn’t show you in the best light,” he said.
You know what that means, Readers, right? It means: I didn’t like what you wrote. (Over yesterday’s angry rant.)
And it’s all right now (yeah)
I learned my lesson well
You see, ya can’t please everyone
So you got to please yourself —Ricky Nelson
To read the rest: clicky, clicky. →
Okay, he’s not exactly The Dark Lord, but it rather feels that way today.
We received a reply almost immediately to my email inviting Ex to come to Zeep’s upcoming promotion ceremony. The email was addressed to the boy and I was cc’ed. Ex wrote definitively: “I will be there.” His sister wanted to come too; and would the other children be available? To read the rest: clicky, clicky. →