I write letters to Ellen DeGeneres. No particular reason. Just because I can.
As of the end of last week, all mischief has been managed.
And while she may not have the mullet that was predicted, she does have the world’s cutest pixie cut.
As of this post, I’m on maternity leave. That means anything I do post will not be logical or coherent. Said posts will contain numerous grammatical and spelling errors. And because I’m a writer who enjoys happy endings, I’ll probably write random, nonsensical posts about sleeping through the night – because that’s one thing I’m not doing in the land of reality.