Because writing is hard.
Congratulations, Emily! FANTASTIC pic BTW.
Thanks Linda. By the way, the gluten-free vegan poutine was to do die for!
Emily, congrats! That's awesome, man. So happy for you. Enjoy that moment. Maybe someday we can see a picture of her? Mazeltov.Peace, Blessings, Love,-j1b
Thanks Jackson! I will definitely post a photo of my husband one of these days. (As long as he's comfortable with the fame that will follow.)
Oh my god. I don't know why, but for some reason, I thought I read somewhere that you're gay. Why did I think that? Anyway, sorry for the misidentification, but yes, someday, let's see a picture of your hubby! Even better, of you two together! Congrats again.Peace, blessings,-j1b
Yeah, that made me laugh pretty hard. Not that there's anything wrong with that! :)I guess we never really know our "Internet" friends as well as we think. For instance, I have it in my head that you are 7'2" tall. (Oh, and a lesbian.)
Very True. God, I almost wish I were that tall. Almost. Personally, I find that personality is much taller than I am. Sometimes I meet up with former students + they give me this look like: I could have SWORN you were taller than this. Good luck with your writing.-j1b
Wait - you got MARRIED???? Mazel tov! Nice photo!
And it was a helluva party, Julie.
Congrats on being married and gorgeous! I wish I could get your blog posts sent to my email because I love every single word. Why can't I do that. WHY?
Thanks RL! I did rock those fake eyelashes pretty hard. (There's probably a few in the French fries.) You can get my blog posts in your email inbox. There's a widget on the left hand side. Scroll down... It's there somewhere.
I looked, probably every time you tell me the same thing. But I'll look again. I think I can't see it because I'm looking for it. I have to trick myself into finding it when I'm not looking for it.
OH, you mean that big FOLLOW BY EMAIL box? Okay, I'll use that. Actually, now that I think about it, I did that before but failed the robot test a couple of times.
Yeah, my robots are the worst.