I’m waiting, waiting, waiting… waiting to see if school is canceled in the Spring-Ford school district today on account of the snowstorm blowing its way up the coast. I am supposed to speak at every elementary school in the district this week. Right now, I’d say there is a 75% chance I’m staying home today.
Yesterday wound up being a family day instead of a writing day. Mer, Stef, Greg (their dad) and I met for brunch at Billy’s diner in Bethlehem. It’s been a long time since just the four of us sat down for a meal and it was very nice. After brunch, Mer and I tried to squeeze in some power-shopping, but my hunting skills are rusty and we did not find our prey. Next stop was Moravian College, where Stef and her friend Amy were directors of that school’s performance of The Vagina Monologues. Great job, ladies! After the drive home, we tried hunting again and bagged the white shirts Mer needs for her new job. And then we went to the grocery store. We hung out, ate dinner, and I talked to the BH on the phone for almost an hour before crashing. I tried to watch the Oscars but since I haven’t seen any of the nominated movies it was boring. Pretty dresses, though. I lasted ten minutes.
So if they call a snow day, I have plenty of work to do. My historical non-fiction picture book is as bloated as humanly possible. I am embarrassed to admit how long it is. I need to take a period-appropriate broadsword to the pages. If school is canceled, that’s what I’ll do.
(later) The witching hour of 5:30am has come and gone and still no call on the bat phone. I’ll get ready for the visit and call the reading specialist at today’s school before I head out the door.
Although PROM does not officially arrive in stores until Wednesday, some people have been able to buy it. Last night I received the first true fan email from a real live reader (as opposed to a friend, relative, or reviewer). I’ll post it here later.
