Puppies and England and Tights

This weekend I ran away to the magical land of Wisconsin where I bought a seriously oh-my-gosh-squeel-squee-squee cute-o-rama puppy! She's only 4 weeks old, though, so I don't get her until May 4th. So that gives us plenty of time to come up with a name, right? Leave any girly type monikers in the comment section below and I will consider each and every one. So far all I've got on my favorites list is Miss Millicent Barker (Milly for short).

Guess what else I bought. With the advance from my upcoming Bow Street Runners novel, I booked a ticket to England. Yeah, baby. I'll see what kind of international scandals I can cause next fall when I hop a plane and skip across the pond. This is nothing, however, compared to the advance Senator Ted Cruz just landed with HarperCollins. The dude bagged $1.5 million! Dang. That's like a gazillion trips to England. High-five to you, Ted.

I attended a ballet today for which I did not have to buy tickets. My daughter was in it as one of the extras so hello comp tickets. It's not like I've never been to a ballet before, but...umm...times have changed, my friends. I swear the men were NOT wearing tights but instead merely painted white on their legs and other bulgy parts. Sorry for the visual, but what is this world coming to? And why am I in this handbasket?

Okay, now that I've got all those randomosities off my chest, it's time to get back to my regularly scheduled programming. I've got a book to write.