So I've decided that my ears are deaf to the whisperings of the Universe. My career as a psychic is doomed.
I was pretty sure the Colts would win the Superbowl.
I had a dream that I would get The Call . . . yesterday.
And, lastly, I was 100%, absolutely and completely, beyond any doubt positive that I was pregnant with a boy. But ultrasound results came in and it's a girl. I made the doctor check three times.
( Have I not mentioned before on this blog that I'm pregnant? I meant to. And I should have. It could have better explained my long absences and general crankiness ;) )
So anyway, there it is. I apparently have no intuition. Ah well. I suppose there are worse flaws.
*worst segue ever coming up*
Speaking of flaws, I plan to learn how to improve some of my writing flaws at the conference I'm attending this weekend. (Told you it would be bad.) I'm super excited! I'm going to meet some very awesome writer friends of mine and generally have a good time. Because of that, I probably won't post again until next week. But I'll return, hopefully with great advice and/or amusing stories to share.