I planned to have a calm, delightful 31 party at my home tonight with some good friends.
I did not plan to call Gabe 15 minutes into it, ask him if he could please stop what he was doing and take a quick trip to Urgent Care so our youngest could get 3 staples in her head.
I planned to have a clever, witty post all ready for Friday, August 12th on this new blog called The Word Serve Water Cooler (we’re all authors represented by the same agency, and we–by we, I mean they–started a new blog where we can share writing tips and stuff).
I did not plan to forget all about it until 11:55pm, five minutes before it was supposed to go live. It’s there now if you want to check it out. (Hint: it concerns a certain Zoo Trip and corresponding book I haven’t forgotten about.)
I planned to be in bed by midnight so I wouldn’t be a zombie in the morning.
Hello, 1:27 a.m.
Oh well. Some of the best things in life aren’t planned, eh?
So… any big plans for this weekend?