Mama said there'd be days like this

Days like today are exactly why you shouldn’t blog about good news until you’ve signed a contract. My red-letter day last week? Not so red after all. More like…pink. Not completely colorless, but a bit…diluted. Pink is good, right? Pink is my favorite color (or at least it was, before I dyed my hair red and could no longer wear it). Pink would have been great if that’s what I’d been expecting all along, but it’s looking pretty pale compared to the deep red I’d imagined.

Oh, well. Margaritas, queso, and girl talk will heal the pain. Happy hour, here I come!