The Day Before Da B-day

Natalia turns three tomorrow. But thanks to my impossible writing schedule I won't have time to buy her a gift until Saturday. Instead I'll be holed up in my home office fantasizing about a personal assistant. A young chick at my beckon call. Who could step in for me at a minutes notice and make me look like Superwoman. A girl can dream can't she? Don't worry Natalia I did drag my self to WholeFoods earlier this morning and stock up on goodies for your preschool party tomorrow. But the cake and presents at home will have to wait until Sunday. That's the best I can do.