Today I had to get my hair beautified. Had to! I have my author photo thingie all arranged for next week. And I'd already rescheduled the hair appt 3 times for soccer and illness. Let me tell you, 4:30 pm is a bad time for a hair cut. I got home, dropped off my kid, and rushed back to town. By the time I got back, it was 7:30 and I had to help Nathaniel with his homework. His Alexander the Great book report is due tomorrow and the kid cannot spell to save his life. Much erasing of creative spelling. Now I'm going to bed, even though I haven't written anything except at the gym -- that went well -- but I'm beat from last night's joy. Bed. Me. Now.

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