If someone asks me what I’m doing this weekend there’s a good chance the answer will be,
“Rewriting my script,” “Folding fitted sheets,” or “Attending another baby shower.”
Now, before you get offended, I’m not saying these things are the same. Though they’re all improved by a mimosa bar, the truth is they don’t have much else in common.
I actually love baby showers, and I’ve been to so many in the last three years it’s rare I don’t win the trivia challenges about human gestation, breast feeding, and dilation — or the guess-the-size-of-the-belly-with-string game because REALLY I’ve been to THAT many.
I love my friends.
They’re gorgeous… and prolific… and honestly?
Who doesn’t love creating a good gift basket filled with books and onesies? I know I do.
So here’s my latest.
It’s a shark/pirate combo involving Peter Spier’s Noah’s Ark, The Cat in the Hat’s Hark a Shark, and a mostly gender neutral onesie for the surprise baby arriving August 21.
Books, bows, and jammies for pirate babies.
The headless shark onesie was not supposed to be creepy, but it might be. #oops
Oh, and in case you’re wondering… that is my new table. It’s mahogany — and looking at it
almost makes me feel like an adult. Or something…
Aye, Aye, mates!
So, it has been almost a year since my last post. In that time I have finished a feature script, an original television pilot, a sample episode of Jane the Virgin, and at the moment I’m halfway through a second feature, a second pilot, and a bottle of Kim Crawford.
I’ve gained and lost the same five pounds 14 different times by accident, I’ve driven across the country with my enormous dog twice, and I’ve had stitches in my head along with the requisite drugs associated with slightly massive skull contusions.
Oh, and I went to Vegas… with my mother.
I’m not even sure I know where to start with the pictures or the stories, so I’ll start here.
One of my best friends just got back from Africa and sent me that pic.
(She took it. Obviously.)
I’ve been dying to go on safari for like ever, so I was super jealous — but also happy for her — because her pics were awesome… and my time will come when it’s right.
Right now, my time involves planning a blood drive at my church in July and finishing the feature, the pilot, and the bottle of Kim Crawford.
I’m off to have a planning call now to figure out the blood drive logistics, but before I go, here’s a pic of my bubba on the road.
What he lacks in navigation skills, he makes up for in handsome.