Working is for suckers

I'm sure you're wondering what happened to me this week, and I wish I could say it was a candy-induced sugar coma (don't those little fun-size candy bars mean that you can eat ten of them guilt-free?), but the sad truth is I've been working.

My editor got back to me with her requested changes for "I Did (But I Wouldn't Now" and I've been furiously working on those while also finishing up a couple of short stories, doing some freelance work, and oh yes, writing that pesky Bard Academy. I think, given all my free time, I might just also try curing cancer and maybe balancing our federal budget. Better yet, since Harriet Miers stepped down, perhaps I could be nominated to sit on the Supreme Court. I do have pretty strong opinions, and I probably could get some really smart Harvard law students to do all the real work for me. That's it - Cara Lockwood for Supreme Court Justice. My tagline could be "I have at least as much experience as Harriet Miers. I was never a judge either!"

Seriously, I have hardly had any time to do anything fun, even watch the finale of Taradise. (oh, Tara, we'll miss your drunken escapades - especially those of us, like me, who use you as an excuse for why we don't actually have drinking problems). What can I say? I'm all work and no play.

On that note - happy halloween, everybody! Eat lots of chocolate and do something fun that doesn't involve a) criminal activity or b) losing any self-respect. This includes dressing up for 'ho'lloween, wearing a latex nurse's outfit and dancing to "Funky Cold Medina" on the bar in stripper platforms. Trust me, anything that seems like a good idea after a few shots, is not a good idea.

Happy Halloween!