Remember back about a year ago, when I was all “I am so looooooonely here! I love my husband but I have no giiiiiiiirlfriends! Woe is meeeeeeee!”? Remember that?
Yeah, me neither. Lord, what a difference a year makes.
Yesterday I had a local signing for Sleep Is for the Weak, and I don’t know if you’ve ever been to Athens, but this is a town with many fine offerings in cuisine, music, cultural events, etc. In other words, many folks have better things to do with their Sunday afternoons than to pick up an anthology about parenthood and have it signed by one of the twenty-three contributing authors. I’m just sayin’. And yet, for an hour and a half there was a steady stream of folks—who bought almost all the available stock (I think there were three copies left, at the end)—because so many pretty, pretty friends of mine came out to show their support.
Did I mention how pretty they are?
(They are. Excrutiatingly beautiful, in fact. Every last one.)
Many fine local non-blogging folks came, and Leandra came and Niki came and Karen came and Kaye walked through the door with her camcorder on, so I didn’t even get to say hello to her before I was being asked for a memorable quote. (I think I said, “Please get your Flip out of my face.” But for some reason that didn’t end up in the movie.)
Oh, that’s right. THE MOVIE. If you weren’t able to make it out to the signing, NO WORRIES! Kaye made this little video and trust me, it’s JUST LIKE BEING THERE, except more musical:
[Isn't Kaye adorable? She totally deserves tenure purely by virtue of her mad movie-making skillz and pretty hair. I hope the university is reading this. "We find, Dr. Sweetser, that you have met the requirements for publications, community involvement, teaching excellence, and also shiny, manageable hair. Congratulations!"]
Anyway, apparently if you have a cat you need to buy this book. Just a friendly FYI. (I am SO SMOOTH under pressure, y’all.)
After the signing I came home and changed into boring, casual clothing and then Chickadee and I went and did the week’s grocery shopping, because although I am a SUPER FANCY AUTHOR PERSON I still get excited over the Kashi Vive cereal being half off. Behold my humanity! Also, my cheapskateness!
We were driving home when Chickadee piped up—apropos of nothing at all—”You know, Mom, I think I have a lot more friends here than I ever did when we still lived in [town redacted because I'm a little bit paranoid].” I thought about this for a moment and then agreed with her that that was probably true. And after another moment I told her that I thought the same was probably true for me.
We rode the rest of the way in silence, each lost in our own thoughts about when home becomes “that place we used to live” and when “this new place” became home. I can’t speak for her, but for me it was a pretty thankful train of thought. This was, of course, prior to realizing that thanks to one of my friends, I was going to be appearing on YouTube asserting that cat-owners desperately need to buy my book, so, um, grain of salt and all that. (I’m kidding, Kaye! You’re pretty!)
And now my responsibilities in connection with the book have all been fulfilled, so I can stop talking about it endlessly. (Thanks for your patience, though.) We can get back to the things that really matter, now, like how so far my kids’ favorite thing to do with the Wii is throw bowling balls backwards into the crowd, or my upcoming gynecologist appointment. You know, meaningful stuff like that.
Also, don’t forget that you have until 11:59 p.m. Eastern TONIGHT to bid on a brand new Wii to benefit my kids’ school. I truly don’t expect the bidding to go any higher (I didn’t expect it to go as high as it already has!), but just in case you’re still aching to do something awesome, the possibility is there. Every dollar goes directly to the school. Bid early, bid often!