I’ve been so lax about writing since the race. It’s not because I haven’t done anything exciting; we all know that I can write novels about absolutely nothing anyway. I’ve just been lazy. It happens every once in a while. Couldn’t be helped. But I’m over it now.
Dear productivity, welcome back. And as an apology for my non-appearance I offer this photo. You don’t get many photos out of me, so enjoy.
This is what the women in my family were doing with their weekend: pretending to beat me with croquet mallets in a public park while wearing ball gowns. (Oh, and Roomie too.)
That’s all the explanation you’re going to get.