The nap didn't happen. Phones and visitors stopped it. But I don't care. It's fun living in Grand Central Station. Really.
Part of the group is at Penn and Teller tonight. Gloria Rosenthal and I had dinner together and discussed the presentation I'll give in November at Mohonk on her Wonderful World of Words weekend. I'm very excited...and will write more about that later. We ate at Al Dente and the food was delicious.
We couldn't get into the suite upon our return and had to call security. We'll have to go to the registration desk later to get our key cards fixed. That means 20 other people have to do the same thing. Sigh.
DF is returning now from the airport with Jim and Hutch. Little by little we're trickling in. Tomorrow, Nancie arrives, and Debbie with her crew. Then we're all here. Twenty-odd (okay, we are pretty odd) folks here for fun, camaraderie and some writing talk. Not to mention Bruce's and my performance on Wednesday night at the Road Showcase.
I'm going to gamble tonight as soon as the P&T people return. Will report on that later as well.
The Housewife Writers will take Vegas by storm. Or Vegas will take us.
This group has been around almost 20 years. I've been with them for more than 10 years. What a group. Not many housewives, and several men. But all writers in one way or another. Some make their living at it. Others dabble. But the love of words binds us together.