Keeping in mind that I'm an asshole for not mentioning it earlier, my friend Stacey Ballis is doing a most excellent contest and entry ends at midnight tonight. She's been running it since last week and I meant to post the information last week, but I refer you to the part where I say I'm an asshole, a forgetful one at that. Go here for details!
Things have been a bit chaotic here with travel, events, guests, and attempting to buy a home, so not only am I completely behind schedule with the book, but I've been terribly remiss in posting things. More importantly, I'VE LOST ALMOST ALL OF MY TAN. Forget homeless tan, now I'm barely even 9-5 desk job tan. Try to guess which of these priorities I'm going to address today. (Hint: it's going to be 84 degrees and sunny.)
So I shall leave you with these two things for now.
First, this is from the event I had the great privilege of doing with Jennifer Weiner on Monday. People took dozens of flattering photos of us, but the only one I have is extremely menacing.
Which isn't to say that I don't love it.
"Chick lit is not dead. But anyone who says it is might die."
And for those of you wondering how our home-buying process is, check out this month's column.
That's it for now.
See you at the pool later!
