Putting the Chic in Psychic is out and hopefully people are liking it. I always hit this point of walking around sort of waving my hands around helplessly as I wait to hear from readers. It’s excessively silly and nerve wracking. I feel like I should be doing some sort of promo thing, but honestly I’m clueless. Also I need to take my 88 year old mother to my niece’s wedding in a week. It’s a 10 hour drive, we’ll go down on Monday and come back Friday, and it’s going to be fucking hot. Or under water, depending if Hilary makes it that far up the central valley of California. My hubby is coming with. The dogs are going to be unhappy. Except for seeing my niece get married, I’d rather go camping. I haven’t gone in over a year. And also, my mom has become exceedingly forgetful, so there’s that.
I’m listening to Elle King’s America’s Sweetheart. Please listen to it. It’s fun.
Here’s a secret guilty pleasure: Sister Wives. I hate Kody and am looking forward to watching his exes finally call him on his shit. I also started watching Shelter and I like it.
I got new tattoos. I mentioned this. I am now providing pictures. The jack rabbit is hard to get a picture of. Sorry. Above it is a crow. I like them a lot. They are still healing, though.
That’s about it. Love you guys.