After a blog break for the last few days, I'm feeling slightly refreshed. Slightly. I still feel a little uncreative and wordless, but I'll see what I can do.
I've decided that Jennifer Weiner is officially trying to annoy me. She hasn't posted on her blog in over a week. Given, she said she was gonna be traveling, but gimme a break. You can fiiind a computer in over a week when you're a touring author. She's just trying to drive me crazy. She's doing a fine job. Here's an old snippet....facts about Lucy at age 7 months:
More hair. Light brown. Looks blond in the sunshine. Seems to be on the wavy side. She still also has her little bald spot, smack in the middle of the back of her head. It's perfectly round. Like a crop circle. And beneath it is the last remaining lock of the dark-brown hair she was born with. Which looks like a baby mullet.
I've also decided that my hormones are attempting to kill me. I won't go into details.
I'm celebrating the release of Dave Matthews Band's new album. I will shortly be falling out of bed (where I still reside because it's my day off), putting on my trusty Pat Green shirt, and making the pilgrimage to Wal-Mart to pick up my copy of Stand Up. The bad was on the Today show this morning, and it was the first time I heard the new single, American Baby. I give it a thumbs-ups, although...it did seem a little bland after the cuts from Everyday and some of their earlier stuff. We'll see. I still have hope. And Dave still looks nice playin' a guitar.
This post sucks. I'm quitting while I'm ahead.