Guys! I think it's done! Well, I mean, it's sort of done. There's still stuff to add and links to fix, and, well, there's still a lot to work out, actually, but we're getting there. I have managed the move...
I'm now officially blogging over at www.inkstitch.net
Come check out my new digs! Woot! :)
Hi all! Thank you so much for all of the good wishes on the book signing. It was awesome, and I'll share more on that soon. Right now I am in the process of trying to redesign some things around here and implement a move. Not that this Typepad template isn't gorgeous (ahem) and not like I'm overdue or anything (double ahem) but I'm looking forward to showing you the new look.
That is, if ever I can figure out how to get it all done the way I want!
(I tried to find a picture of Violet screamin' mad for this post -- because that's how I'm feeling -- but this baby is so awesome-sweet I don't have one!)
Getting ready for my first book signing... What to wear? What to bring? What to write in the books? I should have scheduled a hair appointment and gone on a diet. My friend Jane gave me good suggestions on the book part (thanks Jane!) but most of the details, I think, have to work themselves out with experience. Except for the hair. But even on a bad hair day I'm pretty dang excited to be heading out for the experience!
Well hello, February. I remember you.
You're the one that offers tiny glimpes of brilliant sun and melting snow - and then smothers the world with white in a single afternoon. You're the one just close enough to spring, just far enough past Christmas, that you give us a silly idea about warmth on a near horizon - but then firmly reminds us that it isn't. You're the one that boasts about being the shortest month - and then some days feel the longest.
Yep, I remember you.
You are also the one that sparkles with sun and snow in the same morning. The one that cements a year into the comfortable now instead of the pressing new. You're the one that reminds us that hunkering down can be good, that cold days bring with them good bread, great soup, and perfect moments, and that home is our favorite place to be stuck.
Welcome, February. It's so nice to see you.
