It's a Tuesday that feels like a Saturday thanks to a rowdy dinner party last night. Some things, like sparkling wine and warm gingerbread, pear compote, and ice cream, just shouldn't be allowed on school nights.
This afternoon I went to pick up the printed proof of my book. Armed with the hefty copy, a brand new package of colored pens, neon post-it notes, and candy corn, I'm ready to settle in and READ this book I wrote from start to finish.
Apparently it has 236 pages.
I'll report back soon.
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