Temporarily remedied the lonley meal issue by cooking for a friend tonight. A little steak, a little shrimp, some really to-die-for mushrooms. I had no idea I was such a gourmet!
My guest brought the wine. And now, I am tipsy. And trying to pack. Lightly.
The last time I packed under the influence, I ended up in Europe for ten days with my mother and a suitcase containing half a dozen scarves and not nearly as much underwear. Ah, not so bad, really. An excuse to buy things.
A very spur of the moment decision, and I am off to the Big City for the weekend to... drink, mostly. And because of logistics and such, have got to go from car, to train, to museum, to night-on-the-town in the same outfit. That's crazy talk! It nullifies any idea of trendy shoes, revealing hem or neck lines and anything uncomfortable for travel. Uh, well that leaves... well... I'm totally going to have to borrow something from my roommate. Sweats? Wait... don't I have a mumu somewhere? shudder.
More wine, please.
Oh, and Krissa... love, do you still have my cell phone number? I have yours. Will it be stalkerish if I call you? Five or six times every hour?
Posted by This Fish at November 7, 2003 11:15 PMhope you had fun in the BIG CITY! i am sure whatever happened you looked fab.
Posted by: j-a at November 9, 2003 06:17 AM