So Bill called me up from Houston tonight, and told me that he was proud of me, and the hard work, and the beautiful book. He said, “I’m quite pleased to be associated with you, my love.” And I melted.
And Ryan and I saw a roadrunner on the way to the airport on Saturday, and I about died with happiness.
And I thought that the flowers that Christina’s family sent to her for the first book launch party were about the most beautiful flowers on Earth. And Christina is such a lovely person. And I was slayed by watching Captains, William Shatner’s little film of interviews of fellow Star Trek starcaptains. (Stream it on Netflix.) I wept through half of it. We got another hundred rave reviews today, and I was verklempt at each of them.
It’s possible that I need to dial back my OMG meter a little bit, but it’s equally possible that my life overflows with beauty, and that everything I look at is in fact as amazing as I think it is. Either way. I’m happy, and thankful.