Wednesday, December 22, 2010

WTF Wednesday: In Which The Roeckers Drop the Ball

We totally dropped the ball yesterday. Here's how it went down:

Lisa calls Laura:

Lisa: Hey, Laura. What are you doing?
Laura: At the gym. 
Lisa: Really? You don't sound out of breath.
Laura: Oh, I'm just on the bike. Pedaling slowly and reading.
Lisa: Right. I'm going to Mom's.
Laura: Ooh, really?
Lisa: Yup.
Laura: Nice. I'm in.

Laura calls Lisa:
Laura: I'm at mom's. Where are you? 
Lisa: Totally on my way.
Laura: Nice. I'll pour the wine.

The entire day was spent wrangling kids, eating chocolate and drinking wine. Little did we know that epic things were happening on Twitter. Epic things like Scott Tracey's birthday AND cover reveal for WITCH EYES. The Regulator was absolutely horrified that we didn't tweet about it all day so we're issuing a formal apology.

Scott Tracey, we suck. Thankfully The Regulator stalks you on twitter and yelled at her lazy daughters for not sitting on their computers all day while hanging out at her house.


Matthew MacNish said...

Happy Birthday Scott.

I still don't get twitter.

Scott Tracey said...

This was just an excuse not to have to write a real blog post, wasn't it?

The Regulator has exceptional taste. She's my true friend for life.

Anne Gallagher said...

Happy Birthday Scott!

Unknown said...

Laura's workouts sound exactly like mine--it's a great way to sneak in reading time while claiming to do cardio! Happy B-day Scott!

Nicole Zoltack said...

lol It's always a good time when there's chocolate and wine involved. Sometimes it's good to spend some time away from the computer. But only sometimes.

Stasia said...

Took two ski runs yesterday morning and figured I'd earned myself an hour-long massage. Then wine. Then chocolate. Hey, it's almost Christmas, right? The occasional ball-drop's gotta be okay (but the Regulator rocks anyway).

Lola Sharp said...

Happy Birthday, Scott. And congrats on your gorgeous cover.

Jemi Fraser said...

happy birthday to Scott!

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