these are those moments

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While I was not blogging:

The Winter 2009 Griffin Catalog came out online! Cracked Up to Be is on page 21. Or 22. I’m not sure. It’s 22 for me, but then a friend told me it was 21. I feel this makes clicking the ‘download the PDF’ link all the more exciting, which you should do. Cracked Up to Be was also in Publishers Weekly’s Spring 2009 Previews. My book is mentioned in places on the internets!! Seriously, my heart was like aflkasjdfsadf when I saw those. I am so excited.

I finished the first draft of Your Mom. I have deleted about 4,000 words from it and now I am in the process of trying to figure out how to put them back in, in more exciting and interesting ways–which is also known as revising. And then I shall send it off to Awesome Agent Amy.

And then–THEN!

Then I will probably start working on something new. Or nap. idk.

Anyway. Okay. So you know how like a year ago I admitted that if I’m in the passenger’s seat of the car while we’re at the drive-thru, I’ll mutter a stream of inappropriate words at you WHILE you’re ordering because it’s my dearest ambition that one of those inappropriate word finds its way INTO your order?

That it is one of my life’s goals to get someone to order something like a testicle biscuit?

(And if you didn’t know that, now you do.)

Well.

I finally did it, you guys.

Yes, last night, at the Tim Horton’s drive-thru, my subtle, brilliant sabotage was the reason my mom pulled up to the speaker and ordered…

A large Ass Cap.

IT WAS AMAZING.

I laughed so hard I cried.

Apparently she is never taking me through another drive-thru again, but whatevers. It was worth it. I have since related this story to everyone I know, and now the entire internet because it was the third best day of my life hands down and I wanted to share it with you.

I love you so much, Mom. Never change.