I need a bigger plate

Some might call this post silly because I am, admittedly, one of the most random and sporadic bloggers in cyberspace. I know. I'm working on it.

But just so you know - there's a lot on my plate. Like, I've been to a Las Vegas hotel buffet and I really need a small trough to hold everything. On the agenda:

a) Moving!!!! (Exclaimed with equal parts joy and dread. Boxing up two years of one's life - fail. Entering into a pristine and coveted new space that's filled with possibility - win. It's a draw.)

b) Deadlines ... alllll the time. LV Mag copy for the full-time job, various articles for freelance clients and, of course,

c) The Book. We are in official crunch time, people. T-minus 72 days and counting. Starting this week, I'll be meeting two-week benchmarks established by my editor, so basically I'll literally be eating, sleeping and breathing Kansas City.

After all this, I'm thinking wedding planning is going to be a walk in the park. With cupcakes. And fresh-squeezed lemonade.