i'm back, y'all.
i'm back from the glorious state of mississippi. (and a brief, peaceful, beautiful drive through alabama.) eight glasses of wine and three pints of guinness spread out over two nights. the ninth glass of wine still staining the brown silk-lined embroidered dress that made me feel beautiful and airy and glamorous and bohemian all at once. seven bug bites and counting. smoke and tears and hot thick air stinging my eyes.

i'm still tired, happy, numb, drunk, interrupted.

a special thanks to the lovely jason killingsworth, guest blogger extraordinaire, for keeping the readers entertained in my absence, even though he puts my writing to shame. and for giving an exclusive update - his own readers haven't seen or heard a peep since he moved to atlanta last week. we're just that special.

and it's okay, jason... i understand that the path to the seattle's best coffee stand in concourse B is riddled with incongruous bundles of sidestreets and vaguely recognizable landmarks. there'll be a next time.

and one of my best friends (the most amazing woman in the world, if i do say so myself) is currently pushing out her baby. i am so excited to meet their lucky child.