Well, I had an absolutely smashing weekend! On Friday Kenny and I attended the Barrister's Ball (nicknamed the law school prom :)) and had a very nice time. The best part? Check out where it was hosted.
This, by the way, is where I intend to live someday. *cough, cough* This is the Provo Public Library at Academy Square. This is the library, folks. Can we all say awesome? Oh, yeah.:)
We had a nice time other than the unfortunate running out of both salad and vegetables before they got to our table. *rolls eyes* So we looked like rather picky eaters, but that was made up for by our excellent company; Debbie and Tyler Snow, who are both students at the law school who met during their first year. (Legal romance, isn't is sweet? I haven't dared ask if they got a pre-nup.;))
I liked this picture so much I've switched it out for my profile picture. Thank you wandering anonymous photographer.:) Oh, and despite the fact that my hubby looks a little goofy in this particular picture, he really was quite dashing in his blacks.:)
You know, there's a funny thing abut getting ready for a formal event. Here's what I did: I took a long shower and deep-conditioned my hair, I painted my finger and toe nails, I put lots of mousse in my hair and blow-dried it, put my make-up on carefully, did my hair in a half up-do, and debated the value of about six different outfits. And if I do say so myself, when I was done, I looked lovely.
You want to know what my husband did? He waited till about forty-five minutes till time to go, showered in the normal way, combed his hair in the normal way, put on one outfit, donned his dress pocketwatch, and came into the closet--where I was still trying on different outfits--and helped me choose. And he looked great too!
Ah, well, I had fun getting all dressed up. And I get to do it again this next weekend. I am attending a gala dinner for the Whitney Awards next week and will be rubbing shoulders with the likes of Shannon Hale and Jessica Day George, to name only two.:)
Saturday was a big day for me. Why?
Drumroll please . . . .
My contract arrived! And I signed it in all my post-formal-dance glory . . . meaning my fingernails were still red and I had eyeliner residue under my eyes.
So not glamorous, but I am signed now! Harper Collins cannot change their mind. They are stuck with me.:)
And, of course, the requisite picture.
Note the lovely fingernails. Oh, thank you, thank you.:)And I was so excited I even managed to put the wrong year for my birthdate . . . on ALL FOUR copies. *sigh* Why, yes, I am a professional author, why do you ask?
And just a note for new or aspiring authors, yes, it has been a full four months since my deal was struck, and yes, I have already finished the first round of revisions without having an actual contract. This is a slow-moving business . . . except when they want you to meet deadlines, of course.;) Really though, it takes a while to negotiate all the little parts of a contract so it can be months. My wait is just a touch on the long side of average.
So yeah, good couple of days. I certainly can't complain. And I will have more author-laden fabulous pictures of the gala dinner next weekend. Yay!