You were on Today, right. Barab? I just read about it, a bit, in Smart Bitches!

I was a random body they managed to snag, along with author Lisa Kleypas. We had to look "dreamy" and then they superimposed images of hot guys above our heads. (Relative thing, since I got Patrick Dempsey and for me, NSM with the hotness, but whatev.)

The gist of that bit was that what were we fantasizing about-- was it the hot guys? No! It was meeting all the authors we loved at the RWA Literacy Signing.

::grin::

Maybe one of these days one of my books will actually make it onto Today but for now, I'm content.

And thanks, sail-- considering how fast I had to get ready, I'm frankly amazed it all wound up looking so decent in the end.

Jilli, this month's Lucky has a "Goth" trend section. I just read it. It uses the phrase "spooky-alluring" to describe a cameo on a ribbon as a bracelet.

Oh lord. I'll have to remember to look at it the next time I'm in a bookstore.

Heh. Matilda has now layered three hoodies on top of each other.

She looks like a fashionable hunchback.

Woohoo for Erin's new job!

Barb is a beautiful woman in a beautiful dress.

The know-it-all on one of my Regency lists just treated me to a lecture on...wait for it...the Duke of Wellington. Was it anything I didn't already know? Oh, hells no. I know I'm not wearing a sign that says, "Wellington Expert," but I had mentioned in that very thread that I'd read so many Wellington bios that I'd internalized his and his family's history. And you'd think she'd eventually notice what the other group regulars know well.

ETA that sounds cattier than I meant it to--really, I'm laughing, and wishing I could post a picture of my research library to that loop.

So, came home to a scary thing. Apparently the rug at my front door caught in the door on my way out this morning so I came home to find my front door propped open. Little scary coming in.

yay Erin. I have some old journalism books if you want to borrow.

Yanks lost on walk off grand slam. Sad. Now stuck in traffic. 30 min and still not on freeway.

Barb, you're gorgeous. I love color of that dress on you.

Since Hec mentioned hoodies, Isaac was talking yesterday in that way toddlers do where they create some internal universe and then describe it to you. Anyway he was saying "yes because he wears a hoodie because it's so cold on the moon. That's how cold it is," and I thought poor little LA boy thinks that hoodie = cold weather.

Eeek, Vortex. I hope that no one else noticed your door.

Yay, job for Erin!

Get better, Ginger, really quickly.

Barb, you were entirely lickable in that dress.

You realize that Matilda is really likely to develop a thing for older guys, don't you? I sooooo looked up to my oldest brother....

am home now. Boy that heat is something, even at night. Close to two hours to get home. Double whammy of construction closures, and one of the roadways closed due to major accident. Oy.

Oh, and a ~ma request. I went to the game with my boss, and his boss. We all survived working at old job place. Anyhow, half way thru the game he gets a page. His 8 yo daughter broke her arm doing a cart wheel. The family is supposed to go on holiday to the coast. The coast that is bracing for a hurricane. Ya, he has a lot of luck right now. Unfortunetly it's all bad. Anyhow, some Buffista~ma couldn't hurt for them.

Since Hec mentioned hoodies, Isaac was talking yesterday in that way toddlers do where they create some internal universe and then describe it to you. Anyway he was saying "yes because he wears a hoodie because it's so cold on the moon. That's how cold it is," and I thought poor little LA boy thinks that hoodie = cold weather.

Lillian and Isaac need to get together again and hang. They could share universe information!

I'm trying to map hers. It's kind of complicated. And seems to center around things that happened once, when she was a girl construction worker, and the jaguars didn't think she was a tasty snack.

(There's so much construction near her daycare that, err, we've taken to Construction Worker Watching, describing their plumage and habitats. She's constantly on the lookout. "Are there construction workers there? Way up high off in the distance?")