Okay, so things are starting to get REALLY busy. Like, the calendar on my phone is smoking it’s working so hard busy. Which I guess makes sense, as we’re coming up on less than a week until the official pub date. Suffice to say, I am working hard on taking deep, calming, yoga breaths. They may actually be more sort of gasping pants, but I am trying.
I’m hearing from a lot of folks who are finding Along for the Ride already in their local bookstores. I don’t know what to say, other than I guess the “strict on sale” date is not all that, um, strict? At any rate, it’s really exciting to hear from people who are already reading it and liking it. WHEW! Okay, trying to breathe again.
In other news, today is my wedding anniversary: nine years. NINE. Good God! Nine years ago, today, I was ALSO a nervous wreck for a happy reason, as a year of wedding planning came to its final culmination. I know some folks really enjoy wedding planning. They thrive on it, the way I thrive on pop culture. But I am NOT that kind of person. I am entirely too indecisive, and weddings are all about decisions. Fancy or basic cake? Champagne toast or no? Invite people you don’t like but who invited you to their wedding, or not? And on and on. Now, all these years later, what I remember are the things I DIDN’T plan. Like me and Bianca, best friend and maid of honor, driving through town in our dresses, passing our old haunts. Dancing with my cousins and friends to our GREAT band, worth every penny I paid for them. And driving off after it was all over, looking over my shoulder to see my cousins and friends waving at me, and crying I was so happy to be where I was, right that moment.
That said, I would not want to do it again. Once is enough! Last night, for various reasons, we celebrated early: thick steaks, green beans from our garden, potatoes. We had red wine and an artichoke for an appetizer and it was just, so, so nice. When you are planning a wedding, it’s all about the event itself. But in a marriage, it’s the little, simple moments that mean the most. Or so I have learned.
On a totally unrelated note, I just have to share this. Remember when, on Sex and the City, Carrie and the girls took the jitney to the Hamptons for the weekend? I always figured that was about as close as I’d get to the Hamptons OR the jitney, but this week I learned that my publisher has bought ad space on a Hamptons bus for Along for the Ride. That’s right: my name and my BOOK will be on the highway, en route, with passengers. It’s so insane, I can’t even tell you. I just wished I lived close enough to SEE it happen. Since I don’t, I’m hoping one of you will, or one of my cousins or friends. I need documentation!
Finally, I’ve been told by Parker that we’ve hit the friend limit on Facebook. (5000 friends, apparently.) Which means we can’t add anyone else, so if you’ve put in a request and not been added, it’s not you, it’s us. I’m going to start posting all my status updates and news on my fan page as well, so if you become a fan you’ll get all the same stuff. Promise! Check it out here. In fact, I think I’ll go do that right now…..
Have a great day, everyone!