The rosy afterglow of a lovely Storymakers conference is fading but I'll have my memories to keep me warm until next year. Well, memories and some extra fat cells. Kim from Temporary Insanity brought me the most delicious Cadbury Canadian chocolate and I gobbled it up. No, I didn't. I totally savored it. Wanna hear a funny story? My kids thought I was going to share it. Ha ha ha! I love my children but feeding them fine chocolate is a little bit of a pearls before swine thing. So . . . no.
Don tried hard to fatten me up too, with homemade caramel apple butter. Doesn't thinking of that make you want to curl up with a novel, a mug of hot chocolate, and apple butter on toast? Yum! Especially on the homemade bread my husband has been experimenting with. Wanna hear a sad story? I didn't want to risk putting it in my suitcase because I didn't want the glass to break. I bundled it up and stuck it in my purse so it would make it home on the plane with me safely. But . . . security wouldn't let me through with it and I had to leave it behind. I have never been so bummed in the security line. Sad!
I brought home another souvenir from the conference, though. A rockin' cough. I get smoker's lung and I haven't even earned it. I'm so lucky! The baby loves it when I cough while she's nursing. She weeps with joy every time.
Here are some more random memories from last weekend: Becca Wilhite wore a seriously cool necklace at Borders. I got a new beta reader. Yay, Eowyn! You are super nice! Luisa can navigate a packed ballroom with a stroller like nobody's business. And when Susan asked me to help her find Kim, I told her I didn't know where she was but that I knew exactly who else to look for. Sure enough, it made me laugh to see Kim at lunch sitting with Eowyn and Luisa, exactly where I would expect to find her.
Amber was really concerned about how the nursing is going with Eden. I love it when people worry about me and ask me how I'm doing. It makes me feel important. Amber Lynae surprised the pants off of me when she said hello at the conference. I had no idea she would be there, so that was fun.
And it took five times as long to link everything as it did to write the post. And I'm totally not exaggerating. I may never, ever link again.
Anyway, I'm off to do some exciting things for the twenty minutes that my husband is bottle feeding Eden. Do you think I can fit in a trip to Nordstrom, dinner with a girlfriend, a refresh on my manicure, four loads of laundry, and a whole house cleaning in during those twenty minutes? No?
Hm. 'Kay. I guess I'll have to settle for wandering through a few more blogs . . .