The answer to that is no doubt simpler than the explanation of where Carolyn and Wendy have been in the past month. You know that schedule we made? Meno-Mom Mondays, Tuesdays at Carolyn’s Cafe, Winning Wednesdays where we promise you gift cards for winning contests we never actually run… ?
Yeah, good times. But, life changes and we must change with it. So, even though Carolyn is, at this moment, sitting beside me, Wendy, screaming, “We need a new schedule!” I’m not going to type her directives. I’m simply tired of lying to y’all.
We’re NEVER going to get our act together. That’s part of our charm. You want work ethics? Let’s have a shout-out for Pioneer Woman, who keeps it together, because, hey, she still has the hormones to do it.
In fact, Pioneer Woman–we’re talking to you now, Ree–we’re going to start referencing you in all our tags in the hope of purloining a few of your loyal fans. We see it this way: You’ve got a successful blog, a handsome husband, a book deal, all them cows. We know you’ll remember to blog. In fact, we’ve stopped reading our blog, because you’re always there, and you’re good. Frankly we’re unreliable. We hope you won’t mind sharing. ‘Tis the season to gift us with a few of your readers.
Now, as to why Caroline and I have been M.I.A.: We’ve been in labor. Both of us.
As I said, Carolyn is seated beside me right now, and I can tell you she looks exhausted. Dragged through the mill. Half dead already. Who can blame her for not blogging? For the past few months, she has been hard at work on a new novel with a deadline as tight as my old Levis. 80K words in three months, which as it turns out is appx 20K words more than she needed to write,but she’s always been an overachiever. Also, she’s menopausal and forgot how many words the contract stated. She’s produced a masterful novel about a woman–and a town’s–resurrection following a devastating tornado.
I, on the other hand, have been creating tornadoes. My family and I have spent the past two months visiting on and off with a young woman in foster care. Recently she spent a week with us. What a fabulous, life-altering, terrific experience for us all. Although we are not going to adopt this young lady, we are certain that we will pursue adoption of an “older” child from U.S. Foster care.
So. Too Hot Mamas are back. Better, stronger, faster…
Okay, let’s just leave it at we’re back.