I’m working from an itsy bitsy netbook, that while mindblowingly adorable, requires squinting* as a requisite to view the screen. I might as well be updating from my phone. You know, if it had that kind of capability.
My typos reach egregious levels every 8 words.
Not only will I be without my longstanding, longloved laptop, but I’ll be embarking on a four to six week whirlwind multi-city tour of Too Busy To Blog, But I Love You®.
I’ll be gone the rest of the summer.
I hope to pop in a couple of times while I’m away to reassure you that rumors of my running away with the Czechoslovakian Knife Throwing Circus are wildly overstated [but I will definitely scratch and claw my way to the Internet to announce the dates and locations for The More, The Merrier.]
I have some shoots lined up I’m really excited about and look forward to meeting new people, happy clients, and smiling faces. I am still accepting a limited number of bookings in the New England area for the month of August. Squeeze yourself into my calendar!
What I’m most thrilled about is attending and documenting the birth of my niece. I am entirely obsessed with meeting her and getting her foot’s autograph. The latest ultrasound indicates she has a mohawk mirroring mine. Gaaaaaaah.
Filled with equal amounts of unbridled joy and acute anxiety, I attempt to alleviate my fears about delivery and labor through video watching [bad move], book reading [I’m going to forget it all] and reminding myself of the billions of women who’ve come before us and not exploded.
I really can’t wait and am up for for whatever is flung my way. Hopefully it’s not the actual baby or placenta.
I am bursting with delirious, joyous anticipation.
A very happy, memorable, and celebration-studded summer to you all.
V a n e s s a
* Any future wrinkles were for you, dear reader.