Saturday, February 23, 2008

Poor, POOR Jane Eyre!!

Found out last night: the 'thing' in the attic is Mr. Rochester's lunatic WIFE!!! And poor, POOR Jane Eyre found this out as she was standing at the alter about to exchange matrimonial vows with said Mr. Rochester. Oh dear! This chick just cannot catch a break. What will happen now?! Wish I had all day to read, but alas... today is the big 80th SURPRISE party for Will's mom. Shhh. Don't tell.

Wednesday, February 20, 2008

An Homage to Will

I actually used the phrase "suck it up" in client copy this week. As of this moment, it has not been rejected. We're through the first round of edits too, and it didn't get killed. Fingers crossed! I recognize, of course, that Will did not invent this line, but he utters it to me so frequently, it's become sort of the bumper-sticker phrase of our union.

Tuesday, February 19, 2008

More About Jane Eyre

This is just one of the best books I’ve ever read. It’s really got everything – mystery, intrigue, romance, rich people sitting around playing cards and strolling around large rooms simply to pass the time. And I just love, love, love this character. She’s fierce! (In all the good ways.)

As I referenced in a earlier post, it started out grim for poor Jane. She was able to get away from the meanie Aunt though, but things at the private school to which she was sent weren’t much better at first. But then it all improved, and she ended up finding a friend (who died of course, but it was nice for a while), and then she became a teacher at the school. But restless spirit that she is, she had to get out and see a bit more of the world, so she found herself a position as a governess at Thornfield Manor. Things there have been VERY interesting (including some mysterious entity living on the third floor that wails, growls, scratches, and stomps).

Last night the meanie Aunt died, but on her deathbed she revealed to Jane that she had withheld a letter from one of Jane’s relatives who wanted to claim her as his own!! Simply out of spite, the meanie withheld this note!! What a meanie. (This concept perplexes me – a mean aunt? Inconceivable.)

Sunday, February 17, 2008

Carole Runs on Dunkin

Will and I took my truck out for a spin today and he remarked about the litter pile that had accumulated on the passenger side. Dunkin bags, napkins, sandwich wrappers, and cups lie scattered on the floor. (Now that I’m back in the commute grind, Dunkin is a guilty pleasure I afford myself. I find it eases the pain of going to GCH).

He mused that the image would make a great commercial for the brand; just a peek inside the car door and a pan around the interior and then a shot of me walking (quickly) away with my trusty Dunkin in hand and the tag line, “Carole Runs on Dunkin.” It’s actually sort of brilliant – they’ve established the whole notion of “America Runs on Dunkin.” A logical extension of the campaign would be more specific. The individuals could be fictional, or they could be real. Customers could be asked to send in their stories. I promise I’m a less expensive spokeswoman than Rachel Ray.

And for those of you wondering – things have gotten better for poor Jane Eyre (yes I am STILL working my way through it… I read only a few pages before passing out each night), although I fear a turn for the worse is in the near future. And our Aeroponic tomatoes have buds!!! More on both these topics later. Must get back to work.