Well, I’ll be hitching up the team at the crack of dawn tomorrow and heading out of town for a powwow.
By team I mean my Ford Freestyle, not some rockin’ quarter horses. I keep asking for a pony for my birthday and my husband never buys me one. And the powwow means I’m off to Omaha, NE for the Mayhem in the Midlands Mystery Conference, which runs through Sunday. Yes. I plan on eating a gigantic Omaha steak while I’m there. No, I will not be buying a Mutual of Omaha insurance policy, although, after midnight the bar at a mystery writer’s conference does sort of resemble the Wild Kingdom 🙂