My writing has been as scanty as a can of RAID in a cockroach infested shanty. My best friend got married over the weekend and I gave my maid of honor speech donning a blond wig, pretending to be Phoebe Buffay.
From left to right. Bridesmaid, Bride, and me
Below: Sarcastically Delicious (aka boyfriend) wearing the blond wig from my speech. Little does he know it's a Hannah Montana Wig! It kind of makes him look like an 80s rocker that now works on Wall Street.
So as I said, I've had a lot going on, with little time to write. So I decided to schedule in writing time, just like I schedule everything else in my life. Writing time was supposed to be this morning from 5:15am-6:30am. What did I do? I hit snooze on my alarm and woke up at 6:15.