This Saturday I had the first book signing for our book. My mother and aunts dutifully showed up to make sure that I was not the only one at my party. And, throughout the two hour period, several friends and colleagues (who we had paid handsomely) came by to give greetings and salutations. It was very nice. We sold seven books (which is more than normal for local book signings, evidently) had one person leave her book for me to sign. (blush)
I received roses from a gentleman caller who I had never met. He told me he would be wearing a kilt (he is on my work facebook), but came kiltless because of the cold breeze. (yes, he had pants on). I also met a girl who said she had been “told to come here” and after meeting me knew why.
I was terribly cold, there were mardi gras parades to compete with and , no one knows that legend. (except the girl who had been “told to come here”). So all in all, I was happy.