Friday is almost here. For those of you who actually got a ticket to the Stephenie Meyer book signing and discussion, this week is going to drag... kind of funny actually. It's like Christmas Eve as a small child—lying in bed at night, wanting to sleep, but sleep doesn't come. Funny.
I will not be attending, for a few reasons. The first, and most obvious, is that I did not purchase a ticket. Second, and more importantly, is that I will be watching the children (just my three—I am not offering my baby-sitting services, sorry). I don't mind, though. My kids are awesome. I am trying to learn from them on how to be a better Dad.
Anyways, lots of luck to those of you lucky enough to have a ticket—be prepared to wait in line.