Ok, We forgot what day it was last week and didn't go to a Cheryl Wheeler concert. Just. Forgot. Tonight Rebecca is reading and I didn't realize it was TONIGHT and not TOMORROW night until it was too late. Shit. F--k.
This is serious. I hardly go out as it is. Is it because I moved my entire clinic today and one of the midwives who works for me is leaving and I'm interviewing replacements and we changed our emergency numbers and fired our answering service? Too much to do syndrome.
Rebecca, I'm so sorry. I was so looking forward to seeing/hearing you. I so owe you a dinner at Plum.
Shit. That's all I can say.
2 comments:
A dinner at Plum! YAY! And you can read my poems to me. You do it brilliantly. It was a good reading. I was good. I was brave and trotted out Henry at the last moment while everyone else read their old stuff. HAHA! Take that Seattle.
xoxoxoxo
Yes, go knock 'em dead!
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