…even if you live in godforsaken Minnesota where there’s a FREAKIN’ BLIZZARD on April 16th.
Here was the scene from my front living room window a mere moment before I was to walk out the door to my book signing.
Something to note? That morning there hadn’t been one flake of snow on the ground.
Here’s the scene from my family’s harrowing and treacherous drive to the bookstore, where I was certain I’d be met with a locked door and a “Moved to California” sign hanging out front.
Oh, wait, that might be me projecting my own plans.
Despite going on Facebook and excusing the legions of supporters who I knew had simply neglected to RSVP, I was pleasantly surprised to discover that my family members were not the only warm bodies in the store (which was blaring Christmas music, because SNOW). In fact, Evil Joy had braved the blizzard and driven with her trusty sidekick Julie all the way from Wisconsin (over an hour). And that’s not the first time she’s done that for one of my events. She’s a snowboarder, though. I’m not sure how that explains the fact that she made it through the blizzard and back home unscathed, but I think it does.
And slowly but surely, more bodies came blowing in out of the storm, shaking snowflakes the size of Clementines out of their hair and stomping their cute spring shoes on the mat (suck it, snow, it’s APRIL and we’re wearing flats). My friend Becky even convinced her entire book club to come (which may or may not have had
something everything to do with the fact that they had a pre-party at the bar across the street). I’d met with their fun group last summer and it was beyond nice of them to all come to the signing.
Maybe it’s true that only 18 people made it through the storm, but let me tell you, those 18 seemed like 88 to me. I was so grateful for their laughter, for their encouragement and for their support. Thank you, my friends!
Here’s a peek into the signing, which is hands down this week’s Friday Favorite.
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