The official pictures from the Edel Gathering are up! You can check them out at my uncle Kevin Geraghty’s photography site here. My sweet uncle generously offered to come out and handle all the pictures, and I’m thrilled with how they turned out.
You’re welcome to use them on your blogs or social media — just right-click on the images to save them (and I’m sure my uncle would love a link back to his photography site if you think of it).
Hallie and I have been flooded with questions about the next Edel Gathering. I think we all agree that we absolutely have to do another one, right?
We’ve actually already started working on it and should have details within the next few weeks. We’ve set up an email list here if you’d like to receive alerts when we have a location, a date for the event, and a date for ticket sales.
Earlier this month, I spent an absurd amount of time creating a playlist for the Friday night cocktail party at Edel. Absurd. There have been space shuttles designed with less precision than this playlist. I constantly listened to the music while driving, jogging, cooking, (and occasionally staring forlornly at the piles of conference boxes overtaking my garage), asking myself if each tune screamed “EDEL PARTY!!!” enough to be included in this prestigious group of songs.
…And then we didn’t end up using it.
I arrived late on Friday, and the Omni had already put on background music that worked better. We expected half the number of people there than what we had, and my music was designed for a more empty room where you can actually hear the songs. The smooth jazz the Omni chose was perfect for the packed, noisy room, so I left my iPod tucked in my purse.
At first I was disappointed since I thought all my work was for naught, but I’ve been listening to that Edel music all week as I get ready for our epic voyage, and it’s been largely responsible for the little will to live I have left. It reminds me of the fun we had and the camaraderie I felt — and it makes me excited to plan Edel ’15 when I get back home!
“What epic voyage?” you say? Glad you asked. Here is a rundown of everything you need to know about this trip:
- I’m taking three of my youngest children to North Carolina for ten days because I have two cousins getting married on two back-to-back weekends.
- We’re getting there by air travel.
- I am not a person who generally enjoys air travel.
- This involves bringing a car seat, a stroller, and two large suitcases. Other than the stroller, I’m pretty sure they each weigh 100 lbs.
- My 16-month-old will be in attendance. He doesn’t walk yet. He doesn’t like to have his movement restricted. He doesn’t like to sleep anywhere other than his crib. When he has his movement restricted and/or is overtired, he screams at a volume that I’m pretty sure technically requires that all people within 50 feet of him wear protective ear coverings.
- I’m counting the 16-month-old as a lap child so we don’t have to buy a ticket. This will give him better access to repeatedly smack me across the head during the flight. (Did I mention that he also likes to smack people across the head when his movement is restricted and/or he’s overtired?)
- I am typing this at 11:45 PM. We leave for the airport at 5:30 AM.
I think I’m going to need Valium on an IV drip.
I just had the following conversation with one of my relatives:
ME: Don’t count on me being at that one event. Or the other one. Also, it’ll be a miracle if I can stay at the wedding reception for more than five minutes.
ME: I’ll have a baby with me. Babies are overwhelming to me — cute, but totally overwhelming. I’m not good with them.
HER: Wait. Didn’t you just have six of them in eight years?
ME: Right. That’s how I know I’m not good with them.
You may have noticed that I mentioned in #5 that the baby isn’t walking yet. He seems to be physically capable of it, but he’s found a method of transportation he prefers to standing upright: crawling with shoes on his hands.
I don’t mean that he does this occasionally; I mean that it is how he gets around all the time.
When I took him to the pool recently I forgot to bring hand shoes, and I constantly had to stop him from stealing other people’s sandals to put on his hands.
I’m pretty sure it’s the cutest thing I have ever seen.
I got word that the marketing team at Ignatius Press added the book trailer we did to their official page for my book. It’s an honor to know that that humble video is on my esteemed publisher’s site.
And then I remembered that the default screenshot for the video — totally unplanned by me — is a picture of my husband in a banana suit.
Have a great weekend, everyone!