We are doing major renovations here at Break the Surface.
Renovations which include the name.
WHAT THE FUCK?
You heard me. We’re moving to our very own dot com. Which means we won’t be Break the Surface much longer…
Can you wait? (I can hardly wait!) Renovations always go over budget and over schedule and the kitchen never looks quite the way you drew it up with the architect. BUT, lucky for you, I’m the architect, the builder, and the client. And this renovation isn’t finished until the fat lady sings.
And I ain’t singing quite yet.
So everybody is going to get out their big girl panties and get ready for something very, very sassy. Because that’s how I roll. And y’all are gonna roll on into the new digs with me! We can have a housewarming party and everything.
I’ll serve gin and tonic and there will be karaoke.
Except for the karaoke.
Because I fucking hate karaoke.
So just the gin then.
Excellent. We can all get our drunken woo-woo on. Crystals and harps and enlightenment and everything. Including gin. Did I mention the gin? It is a party after all…
And who doesn’t like a party?