The Glamorous Life of the Writer
Oh, the glamor of it all! Yesterday, I had dental surgery. I’m on pain pills, and have this gob of stuff stuck to my lower gums.
There is dog hair all over every garment I own.
Sadie gets her stitches out tomorrow–no more cone-head beagle! In the meantime, she uses the cone to bash into the backs of my legs to get my attention. 
I’m writing this blog in my pajamas, with my hair sticking out in every direction.
The glamor just never stops.