NORMAN, OKLAHOMA, FEBRUARY 27—I gotta say, before arriving in the Sooner State, about all I knew about Oklahoma was that “the waving wheat can sure smell sweet when the wind comes right behind the rain.”
Fortunately, there was no rain in the forecast. Just cloudless, cornflower blue skies. (Though the town of Norman, where I was headed on the next stop of the Boogie Wipes Tour, did sound its tornado siren, my friend Nicole Waggoner (right), author of the forthcoming book Center Ring, assured me it was only their weekly test.)
Nicole had organized a moms brunch-time cocktail party in the lounge of a chic restaurant called Blu, which apparently is quite well-known for its $2 brunch cocktails.
Somehow I’d gotten the start time wrong (guess my brain was still on Eastern Time) and ended up running late. Thank goodness Nicole got there early and started getting the goody bag goods assembled! “Wow! These are some pretty hefty goody bags!” she marveled. Yep. We think so too!
While the ladies sipped mimosas and poinsettias (that’s champagne with cranberry juice), I read selections from our book, including “Baby Registry Essentials” (math section), “Experimental Gastronomy: A Study in Potatoes” (chemistry) and “Paleosexuality: Evolution of Moms’ Sex Drive” (biology). What a receptive crowd! The laughter was so loud, the manager came in to see what was so funny and ended up purchasing books for herself. Happy dance!
Kismet Moment: Discovering that another group of local writers had booked the adjacent lounge for their writing circle meeting! Naturally we invited them to join us! That’s Susan, with me. She told me she has grandchildren AND great-grandchildren. I bet I know what someone’s getting for Mother’s Day.
Weirdest Moment: Finding a ladybug on my pillow at my hotel just as I was getting into bed … and then a colony of them camped out on the ceiling. I’m told that ladybugs are good luck. And they certainly were for the Courtyard Marriott, which is where I checked in after throwing everything into my suitcase and fleeing Ladybug Hotel in my pajamas. For the record, I do like ladybugs … just not in my bed.
That’s it for this installment of our travelogue. Next stop: San Diego!