What a relief. It came back on about 3:30 this afternoon and was I ever glad to see it. It was if we had been without it for weeks instead of just days. Toilets were finally flushed, showers were finally taken, dishwasher loads were finally run – such excitement in our household! Crisis over.

It’s amazing what a good excuse not having water turned out to be as far as my writing. Every time I’d sit down at the computer I’d start obsessing about The Water Problem – when it would be resolved, whether we should head over to a hotel, blah blah blah – and before I knew it my writing time was wasted. I could kick myself. Now that I’m starting to feel up to tackling work again after my surgery, I should have been working, not dwelling on something I couldn’t control. Grrr.

I did download another book for my Kindle. Ever since I bought the sweet little gizmo I’ve become a downloading fool. It’s just so much easier to buy and read books now. And I got the most beautiful Cole Haan leather cover for it.

The book I’m reading is Chelsea Handler’s Are You There, Vodka? It’s Me, Chelsea.

I know. I’m late to the party with this one too. I’m catching up on all the bestsellers I’ve been missing. I decided to get Handler’s second book because it’s the basis for an upcoming TV series this fall and I wanted to see what Hollywood bought. I’ve never really watched her late-night show on E! but after devouring the first 50 pages of the book, I have to say she’s nuts – in a good way. I’ve been laughing throughout at her total brashness. And I thought I had a vivid imagination. She has me beat by a longshot.