I’m brain dead today. Comes from being up over 22 hours yesterday. I had another one of those nights between Friday and Saturday where I woke up at 2 a.m. and couldn’t get back to sleep. I ended up rolling out of bed at 4:30. Trouble was I’d invited myself to a party with my sister last night and didn’t get home until midnight. So yeah, exhausted today even though I slept last night.
I’d been talking with my sister on Thursday when she mentioned a friend of hers was holding a Passion Party. I’d never heard of them, so I googled while we were talking and realized Passion Parties are all about sex. Edible creams, lotions, vibrators, toys galore. So I asked if I could go with her.
I joined in with about ten other women, and it was a real hoot, especially one of the hostesses, Kim, who is a natural to sell their products. Luckily I’d stuck some cover flats and excerpt brochures in my purse before I went, because as soon as they discovered I write erotica, ears perked up. I’d also bought my Sony reader, and several people had never heard of the reader, and a couple others had said they’d seen them and wanted one, but seeing one, holding one and being able to play with it made up their minds that they wanted one themselves. Hey, more converts to the dark side.
No Oscar buzz from this corner, not a fan of any of this years’ movies, won’t be watching the show. Maybe I’ll watch the red carpet bit, but after that I’ll probably fall asleep in my chair.