this woman’s work

This may mean no Red, White & Boom festivities at the Clippers game tonight. It may mean no Clippers game. I’m not all that heart-broken about it but Madison is. She says, “I’ve never did Red, White & Boom before!” I’ve never did either but you don’t see me complaining. Of course I’m old and grouchy and on my way to crotchety so not having to sit in bleachers eating stale peanuts and slapping mosquitoes while I wait for fireworks is ok by me. Don’t worry — I’m playing sympathetic while hiding my glee. I just hope Kristin’s shindig doesn’t get rained out because really, it’s the pinnacle of our social life.

Brett and I spent the morning brainstorming new names for our non-existant company. It was fun because he’s funny. It was also annoying because he doesn’t really understand brainstorming, which is just shouting out ideas and not shooting ‘em down as they come up. Brett is used to self-censorship and being overly self-critical. He needs some loosening up in the brainstorming department but eventually he got the hang of it and we ended up with a short list of names that neither of us hate. I sent ‘em off to a couple of smart, branding-savvy friends and now we’re waiting to see if any of them are worth keeping.