Since I'm going to be a panelist in a session about blogging today at the Montana Festival of the Book, I figured I should actually update my blog.
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The panel discussion is called "It's a Journal ... No, It's a Publication ... No, It's a Blog!" I'll be joining the esteemed Courtney Lowery of New West, Ed Kemmick of the Billings Gazette's City Lights, and John Clayton of Writing in the West. The four of us met for beers tonight to talk about ... what we're going to talk about. We came up with a few things, and we'll be taking questions, too. So if you have any interest in blogging -- or you just want to watch me make an ass of myself trying to speak articulately in public -- you should come. It's at 1 p.m. in the Holiday Inn Parkside Ballroom I, and like nearly all of the bookfest events, it's free and open to the public.
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This morning I had a consultation with a hair stylist, and I made an appointment to get my hair cut next Friday. Assuming I don't chicken out, it's going to be a big change. My hair has been the same -- long, straight, mostly all one length -- for a loooong time. I'm ready for something different. I want layers, volume, and maybe a little less hair to blow dry every morning.
After the consultation, I met my friend L. for lunch. We were roommates a long time ago. When I told her I was planning to take four or five inches off my hair, she started crying. Of course, she's eight months pregnant, so hormones may have had something to do with it. But she said my hair was the first thing she noticed about me, and that I won't seem like me without it. This made me nervous. But hey, my hair is waist-length now. Even losing four or five inches, it's still going to be long.
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I got my car back from the auto body shop today, just over a month after being rear-ended in Auburn, Washington, by an uninsured driver. I tell you, it is a bitter pill to swallow when you have to hand over $500 of your own money for someone else's mistake. However, I guess paying the deductible is better than having to pay the full $4,000.
The body shop guy showed me pictures of the damage that they didn't discover until they took the rear end apart. He said that since it was a bumper-to-bumper impact, there was a lot of buckling hidden underneath the bumper and they had to replace the whole rear floor panel. They also had to replace my seat, which broke in the accident. He said it must have been a pretty hard hit to do that much damage.
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Now that I have my car back, hopefully my life will return to some semblance of normal. These past few weeks have been ridiculously stressful. Is there something going on with the planets?
2 Comments:
Ooooh - tell us about the discussion. Will it be recorded? I'm sure that you will be very articulate, Patia.
I always dreamed of long hair. And long legs. Some things just aren't meant to be. Sigh.
Glad that you have your wheels back. Yes, isn't paying for uninsured drivers wonderful? Really makes me wonder about why we make sure about keeping things legal.
If you do find out about normal - please tell me what it's like.
Hi Karen. I'm still working on figuring out normal. Will keep you posted.
As for uninsured drivers, I initially felt, and still somewhat feel, sorry for the folks who hit me. They were obviously poor, driving an old Dodge Caravan, and they stopped and were concerned and polite to me. I know it can be really hard to come up with the money for car insurance, but what they probably didn't realize is that they've just dug themselves into a much deeper hole. The cop told me he wrote them two tickets for nearly $700, plus State Farm will go after them for the full amount. It's expensive being poor.
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