home again, home again
Posted by Jessie on 11.10.2009.Do you have something sweet to say? 1 Comment
I'm home from Minnesota, and the trip apparently exhausted me, as I climbed into bed last night at 7:30 pm to finish a book and head into sweet dreamland - thanks to my sweet husband putting the kids to bed for me! Did I tell you I brought them with me on this little adventure?
Well, the book signing was so much fun - there were a dozen or so contributors to the book milling about (as well as a publicist from Storey), and we all got to chat quite a bit and sign each other's books - and sign some other people's books, too - I really think that everyone should have a day in their life where they are continuously asked for their "autograph" - although that's not exactly how anyone asked. It was more like the last day of school when everyone goes around with their yearbook and asks you to sign it. Something like that. Although without the "Have a great summer! Call me!" vibe. While talking about the blog, I accidentally signed one book as "sweet jessie!" oops. The store was packed, though, and we got asked to sign books quite a bit. There was a line out the door most of the afternoon, and the book sold out early in the day! People still waited in line to order advance copies!
And I know there are lovely photos floating around somewhere, but I don't have any yet, because I dragged my camera bag all the way to Minnesota (did I mention I had the kids with me, and all of us checked luggage, plus I had my carry on, my purse, and my CAMERA BAG).... I even remembered to bring the battery charger. But when I got to the party and someone took a picture of me with the two editors of the book (Hi Trish, Hi Rebecca!), and I sweetly asked "will you take one on my camera, too?" and I handed him my camera and we posed, and he positioned the camera, and then the error message came up: No Card.
I forgot my flash card. Because it was in my new camera on my desk at home.
Which is why I don't have any photos of the book signing and my very bad hair day... until that sweet Rebecca sends me some of hers. At which point I will share them with you.
Don't forget to enter to win a copy of the book! I'll even sign it for you ; )
xoxo
ps: Rebecca came through (I knew she would!) and sent me some photos. Now, let me say I knew it was a bad hair day... but not until it was already too late. At some point during the party I excused myself to use the ladies' room and realized how horrid my hair looked. And static-y, too. But the photos prove it is far worse than I imagined. You see, my entire family (son, daughter, husband) have asked that I grow my hair out. My son told me just the other day "you look more prettier with long hair." And so I've begun the long process of growing it out. What was once a very cute cut is now one that is entirely unpleasant. I apologize for that. The photo of me with the two editors of the book is here.









