I'm lame ... and other meaningless excuses for not blogging

So you may have noticed that I completely suck at life when it comes to this blog. Because I published two posts and then ran away screaming. Or perhaps I've been extremely busy taking opera to the children of middle Tennessee for the past six weeks {which has been completely amazing and life-altering in so many ways}, including spending almost two entire weeks on. death's. door. Like forrealzies. I know ~ it's a lame excuse but it's my story and I'm sticking to it.

So today the Mezzo and I {all names have been changed to protect the innocent ... or maybe not so innocent} had a break in between performances. After trying to sleep and looking at a little Carmen {oh, Leontyne, why do you have to be so amazing}, I abandoned the notion that I would be actually napping. Instead we headed to our fav local establishment, Fido. Which is completely overrun by hipsters, but their Local Latte is amazing. You *must* try it.

We strolled down the street to this darling little ~ paper and things ~ shop, and that's where I found it. The most amazing book. Ever. 

{even the elephant on the cover thinks it's effing awesome}

Contained within this book of whimsy, are hundreds of lists for, oh say Ukulele Songs Appropriate for a Funeral, Haikus About Duct Tape, Best Streets on which to attempt a Blindfolded Bike Ride, Dance Moves for Unsafe High Places, Working Titles for a Screenplay on George Washington's Space Adventures, or Places to Practice Invisibility. I could go on, but I'm far too enamored to spend much time away from my new book. Which is filled with merriment. And awesome.

Feel free to create entries for the above lists {or others I will most certainly post in the future} in the comments below. I can't wait to see what kind of wonder awaits.