"Have you talked to the kids this morning?" he said.
"What kids?" I said.
I had a vague memory of a puppy, but no recollection of any children in my life.
He dialed a few numbers and sure enough, it turns out I have children. Four of them.
We're thinking of pretending to get snowed in tomorrow so we can stay in our blissful oblivion for one more day.
The only downside to blissful oblivion is that I washed my hair with the hotel shampoo and body lotion.
Do hotels not provide conditioner anymore? Is the economy that bad?
So I have nothing exciting to report today. Mostly because I did nothing exciting today, beyond eating the yummiest chicken parmesan sandwich in Colorado--Billy's Old World Pizza: A Taste of Chicago--Mmmm, if Chicago tastes anything like that chicken parmesan sandwich then Chicago is positively bursting with flavor.
The other thing I did all day, (and I should add all night, but not ALL all night, just late into the night, was work on my SAM-e video.)
I got my congratulations email and instructions about the contest and I can't use any third party faces in my video. Not even my kids. I can't talk about any third parties either (the two things I do best). This video is all about ME, ME, ME. Starring ME.
Shutter, shutter, shutter.
oops, I mean shudder, shudder, shudder.
It's a lot of stress and pressure, peeps--like a coming out partay. And not a third partay, either. A first partay.
I hope I don't make a fool of meself. Will you guys still lub me if I look like a dummy?
At dinner tonight I asked my hub how much more he would lub me if I win this job. He said he wouldn't lub me any more. (Not to be confused with he couldn't lub me anymore.)
If I don't win this job I figured out what I'm going to do. I'm going to write billboard ads. I think it's something I could totally handle. Especially here in Colorada.
BTW, just found the conditioner. My bad.