Had a weird, but mostly good, weekend. Many more items were crossed off the wedding reception countdown to do list. Including my practice hair do (a concept that amuses and confuses the husband to no end) on Saturday. And I’ll be damned if I didn’t look just like Medusa. Also had some makeup applied to my person that made me look like some plastic-encoated anchorperson. All in all a frightening sight for the husband, and others, to behold. And I didn’t have time to tone it down before we went out for dinner. Got stuck in evil Metrodome traffic on the way back. Naturally a freaking Twins game let out just as I was making my way to the freeway. What should have been a five minute leg of the journey took over thirty-five minutes. Grrr. At least dinner was pleasant, and copious amounts of food was ordered for the reception. And once home I was able to play with the hair and remove much of the makeup such that I no longer frightened the husband, or myself. Yesterday was much more relaxed. Had a lazy day hanging out at the Tea Garden and at the playground with the ladies. Who happened to be making a videotape of themselves for an application…to The Amazing Race. I’m not a big teevee watcher, but I’ll tune in if my girls are on the box. Wish them luck. Now this here insomniac queen ought to make another attempt to locate lalaland.
