Well, that was ridiculously fun. Lino Rulli came to Austin and I co-hosted his show with him all week. He tried homeschooling my kids; we talked to Abby Johnson about her crazy life as the activist mother of four kids (three of them under age three); we had a visit from the Dominican Sisters of Mary, Mother of the Eucharist; and we had girl talk with Heather Gardner and Leticia Adams, complete with a bottle of wine.
Like I said: ridiculously fun.
(The whole week of shows are available on demand if you’re a SiriusXM subscriber. If not, there will be a “best of” podcast on Lino’s site within the next day or two!)
In addition to doing Lino’s show two hours a day, I did my own radio show this afternoon as well. In other words: I am utterly exhausted. Would it be okay if I just post a video of Skeletor’s Best Insults instead of writing anything in this take?
Last week I posted the wrong date for my upcoming Dallas event (another casualty of writing while tired!), so here in the correct info:
I will be speaking at St. Monica parish on Friday, 11/14 at 7:00 PM at a general audience event, then at a women’s event the next morning, Saturday 11/15, at 10:00 AM. If you’re in the area, I’d love to see you!
Here’s a bit of trivia that book nerds might find interesting:
The very talented John Herreid did both of them. Isn’t it amazing how he used imagery to convey the different tones of each book?
Speaking of books, thank you so much for your votes in the GoodReads Choice Awards!
I was so honored to hear that my book was nominated, and deeply appreciate every vote it has received.
How was your Halloween? Ours was great, with one minor debacle:
After the 783 hours I spent getting the six kids into their costumes, we were getting a late start for trick or treating. Without any time to put together a cool costume for myself, I just threw on a blonde wig and a cowboy hat and went as a Cowgirl Who Can’t Deal with Life.
Naturally, I couldn’t start the evening until I posted it on Instagram — but in my haste, I misspoke and said that I was wearing Joe’s cowboy hat. (Any self-respecting Texan man who read that sentence and looked at the hat in the above picture just shuddered in horror.) Joe was so mortified that I attributed that very un-authentic, un-masculine hat to him that he actually stopped trick-or-treating so that I could post a retraction on Instagram — and a whole new picture was required. A mere comment to the original post wouldn’t do.
(And yes. This was coming from the man dressed as a banana.)
Anyway, it was nice to get that Instagram/hat issue out of the way so that we could get back to savoring the joy that is Halloween with young children.
Have a great weekend, everyone!