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January 06, 2008
Pleased to meet your reacquaintance
Well hello, everyone. Yes, well, once again it's been SO long since I posted that I feel guilty and ashamed. In case you've forgotten who I am, here is the basic rundown:
1. I am preggo and fat and have recently had to bid my farewells to my belly button.
2. I have been on the road for the past month tending to holiday matters and whatnot. While I haven't been on the road, I have been working manically to get ahead on Idiots'Books.
3. I currently find myself in the Berkshires in Massachusetssssttsstts (which I never spell right) to teach a class with Matthew on collaborative writing and illustration.
4. Yesterday, I napped from 10:00am to noonish, dozed from noonish to 3:30pm, when I ate an ice cream cone (cherry vanilla), slept from 4pm to 8pm, then dozed on and off until midnight, when I officially went to bed and didn't wake till 11 this morning. This isn't as great an achievement as if, say, Matthew had done it, but I salute myself for finding the time and energy to do it.
5. In spite of yesterday's great achievement, I find myself yawning whenever Matthew speaks to me. Coincidence?
6. Though I have said my farewells to my belly button, it sometimes reappears in disturbing outie fashion when I laugh. I ignore it, and cover it with my hand (which, actually, isn't really ignoring it so much at all). Perhaps this is a problem Santa Claus also has. He seems to hold his belly a lot.
7. Matthew and I have been planning a literary/music festival to happen in February. If you haven't heard about it already, check it out HERE. It's going to rock.
8. I have a dog, and sometimes she's bad. But mostly we've been lucky and she behaves herself.
9. I have two cats, and they are usually good, and always fat and really hairy. But given the fact that they are cats, we feel lucky that we even like them at all.
10. The odds of my child being bad are looking increasingly good (or is it bad?). We keep meeting very well-behaved children. We haven't met a naughty bad one yet. I worry for us being the one couple with the real terror.
My guilt is now temporarily assuaged.
Next update promises to be something more interesting. Or, maybe not.
Posted by ribbu at January 6, 2008 01:39 PM