I was going to write today, I swear.

But then I didn't feel very well when I woke up.

And then I spent too much time catching up with people when I told myself I should be working instead of working.

And then I felt better and I knew I was going to go out tonight to a place with great food, and then another event with copious shellfish, award-winning shellfish, even, and significant amounts of wine. White wine, because it's shellfish, but wine, all the same. So I thought I should walk, or do some kind of physical activity because I appear to have almost attained my late summer falling-off-the-wagon weight and that pleases me.

So I did that, and now I have two minutes before my last possible time I was going to allow myself to start getting ready, and I have nothing. Nothing except more pictures.

Laura Mayes came to town to add some color to D.C.'s gray, verysuperserious landscape with, well, herself, and the Kirtsy Takes a Bow book.

It's beautiful. You should get one.

The love part was totally my idea, by the way.

Joanne signed mine, and then did unspeakable things to it.

There were hydrangeas, which I love, and chocolate-covered pretzels, which I love more.

Amie and Sarah were there too, because they are Kirtsy editors and book contributors and also it appears that whither they goest lately, there goest I, or some similar horrifying and archaic grammatical construction.

It was fun. And that part I'm SO not phoning in.

Comments

[AnnQ]

The promise of good shellfish always makes you feel better! :-)

[PunditMom/Joanne Bamberger]

Yeah, I do that at "all" my book signings! ;O