I've recovered enough from my March back injury to un-tether myself
from my awesome chiropractors and have a trip back to Houston to visit
with the family, including the dubious privilege of attending a middle
school graduation, an activity which I can only recommend to those
determined to show support and love for one of the participants. I would
have expected at least some lessening of the mind-numbing boredom of
such ceremonies since mine in 28 years ago, but no. Noooooo such luck.
This
upcoming week, I'll fly back home, then turn around and get on a train
to Chicago to see a friend act in a show. Obviously, I love her too,
because taking the train a day after taking a plane will be... ummm...
not conducive to me making any sense at all that evening. I expect to be
a confused zombie at the show itself, but hopefully my brain will
untangle enough the following day to make sense of it so I can
appreciate her good work.
So let's tentatively schedule the first
full week of June for my triumphant return to communications, shall we?
(fingers crossed, knocking wood, salt over shoulder, etc.) Try to keep
yourselves safe til then, won't you?
In the meantime, I've gathered some questions about being a phone
sex operator into a Q&A, so that'll be my next post, but I wanted
to do a little update first. I hope you enjoy it.
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Sunday, May 27, 2012
Tuesday, December 14, 2010
Who's That Girly Girl?
Yesterday I talked a ton on the phones (yay me), so today I'm indulging in some pampering and a quick at-home photo shoot. I know, I know, I haven't finished my pictures from September yet, but these are a few requests I've gotten that suddenly sound like fun to shoot today.
I never considered myself a girly girl until this job. I mean, honestly, just look at that paragraph - I'm pampering myself and then taking pictures of me? For fun? Who is this person? Where's the tomboy who spends her spare time covered with mud at the dog park, or building a workbench for the garage?
Apparently, since my Inner Tomboy got so much attention for 39 years, the girlier parts of me have taken over and are not giving up...
I never considered myself a girly girl until this job. I mean, honestly, just look at that paragraph - I'm pampering myself and then taking pictures of me? For fun? Who is this person? Where's the tomboy who spends her spare time covered with mud at the dog park, or building a workbench for the garage?
Apparently, since my Inner Tomboy got so much attention for 39 years, the girlier parts of me have taken over and are not giving up...
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