This will not be a post about how busy I am. However, you ought to know that being all-time queen WordTwist champion takes up a lot of time in ye olde schedule. As does “pumping it up for the bus” which is a dance that Liam and I do while at the bus stop. He takes a bus to speech classes (or school as we call it) every Wednesday. Since he was really nervous the first time, I took his mind off it by dancing. Now it has become a tradition. Nolan lays in the grass and looks at the sky while Liam and I dance. If you ever drive past a 6’5″ woman and a three-year-old with a red backpack standing on a corner raising the roof, beep your horn, that’s us.

I just now at 2:50 p.m. realized that it was Thursday and not Friday. Hot damn that makes me happy. Because that means I have two entire days to myself without any commitments. This is a good thing because I need to finish editing my ghost story for class on Monday.

If you were my intern/assistant, you would be able to smell the homemade potato soup currently occupying the crockpot. It smells good. If you were good at your job and pleased your boss, I’d probably let you have some even though it’s for the VP Debate tonight.

Also, my hair is so greasy it actually hurts. So you’d have to work under those conditions.

Finally, since I responded to all the e-mail (I think) I am going to go lay in my underpants and read a book instead of doing more of the stuff that could be getting done but can wait until tomorrow.