Movin' on up
And up, and up, and up some more.
Friends! First of all, thank you for all your responses to my last newsletter, wherein I asked you if you wanted a more blog-style newsletter or something more profesh. 100% of respondents said “blog please” which was the best news for me, because that’s what I enjoy doing the most. (Fun fact: I started to get mildly offended that so many replies were characterizing my writing as “rambling,” and then I re-read my newsletter, where I, in fact, had used that very term.) So blog it is! Welcome to my inner life.
I spent last week alone, because Scott had gone to my in-laws in Utah. It was my mother-in-law Cookie’s birthday, and he surprised her! What a good son, right? We haven’t seen either of Scott’s parents in three years, so this was a big deal. In the minutes leading up to the REVEAL, I was home, staring at my phone, waiting to hear that the surprise was pulled off—and I had turned into that Kristin Wiig character on SNL who can’t handle surprises. I was losing my mind with anticipation.