15 weeks; or, somebody save me i just spent $30 at michael's on scrapbooking supplies.
oh, how i wish i were joking.
i have been in braided hair and my pajamas on and off for 7 days now. turns out (and you might find this hard to believe), i lack stamina.
the nonprofit i work for hosted its 5th annual golf tournament last monday (and by that, i mean, i hosted a golf tournament last monday). its certainly something i've done before, last january even, not to mention june's healthy living expo and casino night. and granted, all of those events tuckered me out.
after the january's golf tournament, i spent the next morning in these same swanky vera wang pjs, watching the inauguration (in fact, purchased the pjs -on sale- for precisely that occasion. couldn't show up to the party underdressed). i didn't have much time to rest after the healthy living expo, but i had a total meltdown in one of the laac's less swanky rooms the morning after casino night. it took me about three days to recover from that night. i even missed etta james at the hollywood bowl that weekend (luckily, so did she. though i do rue missing adele).
but this time around...no way dude.
for reasons i won't go into here that have quite nothing to do with me or my department, this year's golf tournament was a doozy. perhaps 3x the work as last year? maybe 4? we were all nutso by friday night, and then i went to work on the sunday before for a good 8 hours. monday came, monday went, no big problem, but a lion's share of little things gone wrong. i did get home in time to watch gossip girl.
and then i died. which i told you a little bit about in the last entry, but look! i'm still here! in my pajamas at 6pm! dead to the world! official dr. statement: you're tired; rest.
really?
so i am here, three dogs and vera wang pajamas to keep me company. i am knitting (photos to come - hope this baby likes green, cause i sure do!). i am watching season 4 of (yes!) perry mason on dvd. i am poking at the little lump in my lower abdomen, making it promise she's a girl (i am convinced, and i do hate being proven wrong).
having read the entire salinger catalog in the last 3 days, i am still trying to woo andy over to the side of phoebe. as my beautifully british friend lisa johnson said the other night, its a beautiful and worldly name, and you can always call her bee for short. i love lisa johnson. she's asked me to handwrite her wedding invitations.
i am reading a lot of npr.com. forgive me if i link you to death.
i have been in braided hair and my pajamas on and off for 7 days now. turns out (and you might find this hard to believe), i lack stamina.
the nonprofit i work for hosted its 5th annual golf tournament last monday (and by that, i mean, i hosted a golf tournament last monday). its certainly something i've done before, last january even, not to mention june's healthy living expo and casino night. and granted, all of those events tuckered me out.
after the january's golf tournament, i spent the next morning in these same swanky vera wang pjs, watching the inauguration (in fact, purchased the pjs -on sale- for precisely that occasion. couldn't show up to the party underdressed). i didn't have much time to rest after the healthy living expo, but i had a total meltdown in one of the laac's less swanky rooms the morning after casino night. it took me about three days to recover from that night. i even missed etta james at the hollywood bowl that weekend (luckily, so did she. though i do rue missing adele).
but this time around...no way dude.
for reasons i won't go into here that have quite nothing to do with me or my department, this year's golf tournament was a doozy. perhaps 3x the work as last year? maybe 4? we were all nutso by friday night, and then i went to work on the sunday before for a good 8 hours. monday came, monday went, no big problem, but a lion's share of little things gone wrong. i did get home in time to watch gossip girl.
and then i died. which i told you a little bit about in the last entry, but look! i'm still here! in my pajamas at 6pm! dead to the world! official dr. statement: you're tired; rest.
really?
so i am here, three dogs and vera wang pajamas to keep me company. i am knitting (photos to come - hope this baby likes green, cause i sure do!). i am watching season 4 of (yes!) perry mason on dvd. i am poking at the little lump in my lower abdomen, making it promise she's a girl (i am convinced, and i do hate being proven wrong).
having read the entire salinger catalog in the last 3 days, i am still trying to woo andy over to the side of phoebe. as my beautifully british friend lisa johnson said the other night, its a beautiful and worldly name, and you can always call her bee for short. i love lisa johnson. she's asked me to handwrite her wedding invitations.
i am reading a lot of npr.com. forgive me if i link you to death.
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