What an exciting weekend!! Smalltown, VA had an earthquake. Seriously. It moved my bed across the floor a bit, and shook my house. It was kindove scary and kindove exciting. It was a 3.0 on the Richter Scale, which gives us some street cred. Right? I mean it wasn't like a 1.1 or anything :)
The quake of which I speak occurred Friday night/Saturday morning at 4am. I then spent all of Saturday talking with neighbors and friends about the night's excitement. Before I knew it, it was time to get ready for the cocktail party I was attending. I sat Indian style in front of my closet and stared at both of the dresses I chose as potentials for the evening. You ALL told me to wear the yellow dress. I realized while ironing it that I was dying to wear the blue one. I don't know why. I can't explain it. I wanted to wear it....and so.....I did :) Thank you ever so much for your input. It isn't that I don't value your opinion!! That little blue Shoshanna frock just whispered "T wear me PULEEEEAASSSEEEE", and so I did.
Perhaps I should have stuck with the linen? No. That's not fair. I can't blame the events of the night on my dress :) Basically the cocktail party was great fun. Then, we went downtown. I'm guessing that is where things went awry? I'm not really sure. All I do know is that yesterday when I woke up I had a flashback of myself riding around some guy's apartment on the top of a cooler. The very next thought I had was: "Mother would die if she had seen me last night." I promptly pulled the comforter back over my head and pretty much stayed there for the remainder of Sunday. Ugghhh! Why do I do these things?
I'm leaving tomorrow for Chicago. I'm kindove glad. Hopefully a few days out of town (and then plans next weekend that DO NOT involve downtown) will give people a chance to forget the train wreck that took place downtown in Smalltown, VA on Saturday night :)
Here's to hoping....