It's a Nice Day

It's almost December and it's over 60 degrees.

Gideon let me sleep in until (gasp) 10 a.m. and he's still down for his noon nap.

Received some good news regarding something that starts with a P -- but the editor is asking for discretion on my end, so I've asked him for specific guidelines on such discretion.

Started a new health regimen on Sunday so I can be thin for my first in-person meeting with T-Rob at AWP. I can't have him be dreamy and me still lugging cumbersome baby weight one year after delivery. I'm feeling better already.