A long time ago, in a galaxy far, far away, I starred in a play. A musical called "South Pacific." Perhaps you've tried to Wash That Man Right Out Of Your Hair while having Some Enchanted Evening falling In Love With a Wonderful Guy on Bali H'ai?
I feel like I'm back on the Natchez Trace. Except my feet aren't bleeding. And I'm not about to kill Dad.
For the next week, I'm doing a marathon series of book appearances. Lowcountry South Carolina. Boston area Massachusetts. Eleven appearances in seven days.
And I got my period early. Yay me.