Whine and Cheese...
Yes, I'm thirty-five. And single. And pretty much happy about both those things, except when I'm in a room with twelve women who are either: married, new mothers, younger than me, or engaged and about to be married in 48 hours, 72 hours, or two months. The main reason I went to this party was that I had so much fun Monday. But women-only parties can be such a drag...
We made wedding dresses from toilet paper (my first time) and bouquets that might be used not in the wedding but as decor. I left before the "advice for the new bride" started flowing.
Which was around 10:15 pm. (Remember I worked a 12 hour day yesterday.)
But the day did have its pleasures: lunch at the Sesame Inn with Marian and a box from Kiki with a teacup that I think probably was my Granny's. Also a saucer, and two mugs she made.
I just finished off the guacamole that was for the party Saturday (yes, it has been in the fridge) and have been watching some Season Two SATC.
It's midnight plus a few minutes. Hopefully soon I'll nod off.
7 hours ago