If I was good at this whole thing we would probably be talking about the flower story I have in Brides this month. (And how I totaled my car on the way to the shoot.) Or the classes I'm planning to teach in my new space. (And how I didn't return a single work email for 6 days straight last week.) Or the bouquet I made on set yesterday for a magazine cover. (And how I was forced to wash my hair with cat shampoo that morning because I forgot to go to Rite Aid the night before.)
We could also talk about my visit to Portland a few weeks back. (And the hike that made me question my life's location.) Or maybe my mom, since it was mother's day? (In the meantime, go here and marvel all over again.) Or I could use copious exclamation points telling you that tomorrow I'm headed to Elmwood for the first time this year. (I need to rent a car.) ( ! )
But right now, let's practice non-verbal communication. Look into my eyes and all of that, because I don't have much else to say.