that you're all waiting for me to say something, because that seems to be all you ever do, sit out there and wait for me to do something.
Lord knows you're not working, parenting, or spending that time voting for me in the awards listed in my sidebar. Ahem. Or leaving comments. (don't worry, I'm not about to yell at you again. Yet.)
Anyway, I'm not ignoring you all and I'm not out of things to say, but it will just have to come later because....(drumroll please)
I spent all weekend preparing for New More Relaxed Life Plan: Rough Draft (NMRLP:RD), which starts today, and I'm hoping to keep up the momentum!
So far I've only emailed and instant messaged with friends and caught up on some message boards. But I've got big plans.
WAIT--not true. I called about an art camp downtown for Big Kid this summer (They are fucking crazy if they think I'm paying them that much money. The kid's great grandmother's art has been featured in Architectural Digest, among other places. I'll just dump him off at her house.)
I also called about getting a post office box. (You never know when you all are going to start wanting to send me gifts. Kidding. Kind of. It's business related. But you could send me gifts there too.)
I thought about calling re: a yellow page ad, but I was all called out by then. I did well with both calls though and no one was mean to me.
Wednesday LK is bringing her very pregnant friend over and I'm going to do a belly cast on her and then later do a shoot with the newborn and it. I'm not sure exactly how it will all work, but it should be fun and it means LK and I will most likely spend Wednesday rubbing stuff all over a topless chick.
So I have that as motivation to clean up the aftermath of the great Depression of 2008.
That along with NMRLP: RD, of course. We'll iron out the details of that later, but I like the suggestion of more naps and I'm glad we all agree on the drinking.