Let's see now. Where did we leave off?
Oh, the packing stuff from my books. Let me tell you, I looked everywhere for the nip. There was no nip, nip was nil, zip nip, nada nip.. I don't care how you say it, no nip was shipped and I was ripped!
Tom, I'm going to call you "No Nip Chip." Besides, this is what you look like when you've had too much.
Anyway, like I was saying (whose post is this, anyway?) I looked so long and hard that finally I just crashed among the scrunched up papers.
After I woke up, Julie put me on inspection detail. She had a press kit (looked more like a fancy present to me) that had my book in it and tied with a gold cord.
A nicely-flavored gold cord, I might add. It passed my taste test and everything smelled like it was in order and she left.
When she got back, I found it on the desk.
Tom, the receptionist at the newspaper was on a personal call and I had to wait. The person the kit was addressed to had been transferred to another building. I felt like I was in a twilight zone. After she ended her call, the young girl said, "I'll take that and put it in (xyz's) mailbox." I decided against it and left.
Good going. And you did that without showing my cardboard head?
I forgot your cardboard head. Anyway, Tom, it's your book. I want to make sure it stays in good hands.
It's in lots of good hands now!
You bet. Again, thanks everyone for your good wishes and support. Tom, you want to tell them?
Everybody, I have an EMAIL ADDRESS set up just for your thoughts and comments, so feel free to write to me at JRMparishcat [at] gmail [dot] com. My own mail..yay! *paws up!*