Hey all! I’m between shows in Hickory, North Carolina and for some reason, Jon gets internet in the dressing rooms. (He is reading this over my shoulder! Hi Jon! Kisses!) The dressing rooms which, I might add, are -40 degrees. We have definitely hit the mystery known as AUTUMN. Last Friday, I walked the boardwalk in Myrtle Beach, sweating in the 87 degree heat and running in the evening along the ocean. Today, I am wearing five layers attempting to stay warm because for some reason, no one at this venue got the memo that the weather changed.

The Mac. Oh. My Mac. My $800 repair. I’d like you to know that I’m trying to be mature about the situation. This means that I’m officially back from my trip to Bitterville, Population 1, Me. It is what it is and I’m trying to remember what they did in the old days before computers and internet. SO, now I watch TV.

So The Mac. I sent it away and I thought I’d have to wait until I got back to New York before I could claim it HOWEVER! We have a sit down in Cleveland for a whole week so I’m thinking mom and dad could overnight it to the hotel if they get it in time. YES? YES!!! Will keep you posted. For now, I’m freeeeeeeeeezing! Before the first show, we jogged in place and did a slew of jumping jacks, trying to warm up. Didn’t help. I don’t think it’s a good thing when you can see your breath backstage right before you perform. I AM AN ARTIST! THIS IS NOT WHAT I SIGNED UP FOR!

Juuuuuuuuuuust kidding! I’m going onstage now! With mittens! Still hate the Apple Store! HATE.

The End.