Fall in New York City is always magical (even if none of the tourists seem to be heeding the advice of the fabulous Stefon on SNL), but I’m glad to be home, first of all because Henrietta missed me so much (she hasn’t stopped talking since I walked through the door) and second of all because Fantasyfest (the annual weeklong fundraiser for AIDs) is in full swing here in Key West.
I’m proud to live in a place that attracts so many middle-aged married couples from Des Moines who use the opportunity to fulfill their lifelong dream of walking proudly down the street dressed like this: … Continue reading
I’m leaving today for my big signing in Denver (can’t believe it’s tomorrow . . . click here to find out all the juicy details!) to benefit Craig Hospital . . .
. . . and also to sneak in a visit my brother (yes, the cop) and my nieces and my mom (who is originally from Denver, and is flying in for the occasion) and her brother and sister and her kids and oh, my God, I just realized almost my entire family lives in Denver! It’s about time I went back for a visit.
I hope I’ll see YOU at one or two of my events there (or one of the many family barbecues I’ll be attending, or even one of my school visits)!
Remember how I said I was going to blog every day? Well, I totally meant to keep that promise. But then someone gave me a case of Back To School Stomach Flu (don’t even ask why this happens every time I go on a plane).
Anyway, I’ve spent the past two days with a salad bowl in my lap. I won’t give you the details, except to say the following: If you ever have the stomach flu, do NOT watch Danika starring Marisa Tomei or The Box starring Cameron Diaz. Neither of these movies are what I would consider flu worthy (unlike Baywatch episode eight of season eight, happily entitled Eel Nino, in which Mitch wrestles a 20 foot electric eel in a cave. Fast forward to 3:50 to see Hobie punch the eel in the head!) … Continue reading
But if you tell certain kids NOT to do something (like make a really big water slide from the roof of your house while you’re not home) all you’ll end up doing is making that kid even more obsessed with that thing than ever.
Like the mom who made me stop watching a certain vampire movie in the middle when I was 12: … Continue reading
Warning: Don’t read Josie Bloss’s new book Albatross unless you have no other plans for the night.*
* Edited later to add: Want to win a free copy of this book? Go here.
Because when I received a copy of Albatross, He Who Shall Not Be Not In This Blog and I were supposed to go out, and I ended up having to cancel so I could stay home and find out what happens to Josie’s main character, Tess, instead.
It was totally worth it.
(PS I made it up to HWSNBNITB last night. We went out to dinner at a VERY chi chi restaurant. But I think I caught the norovirus or something because after we got home I spent the rest of the night with my head in a trash can. That’s right, I didn’t even make it to the bathroom! My eyeballs feel like they have popcorn glued to them right now.)
The thing I think is so cool about the author of today’s book for Keeper Shelf Monday is that she started out as an artist making her own line of cool greeting cards (something I’ve always dreamed of doing!).
Did you get what you wanted for Christmas? I didn’t. Well, not everything.
I wanted a Pomeranian puppy, a pedicab, and a new swimming pool with a built-in outdoor Jacuzzi and slide (like the one they have at Atlantis in the Bahamas, complete with sharks).
But then I read this essay in the New York Times by Krista McGruder, about the time the author moved into a new sublet and the previous owner (also a woman) came back in the middle of the night, drunk, and screaming her ex-lover’s (and dog’s) names.
This caused Krista to reflect (after she called the police, of course) that perhaps all women want is: … Continue reading