July 05, 2008
I had serious old house nightmares last night. I dreamed that there were many things still there and I only had one box. I ran pell-mell (neener) through the house deciding what to take. Dreams are weird. I picked up my phone charger and my grandma's lace.Yesterday's party was really fun. Two of my faves from work and cocoabean came over to enjoy a feast fit for a king. We ate until we wobbled like Weebles (remember those?) and shared many, many laughs. Great fun and just the beginning of many more gatherings. The large covered patio is perfect for such things. The old house was dark and not the happiest of places - and since the decks were removed due to termite damage, it wasn't very party-friendly.
I am spending a good part of today with Big Sister. I haven't seen her for several weeks, and we have lots of adventures planned. Hitting the bookstores with her is always fun. She whips out a big list of books she wants to buy and we go to town. Sometimes, she even lets me find something on the list for her - an exercise in extreme trust.
It's time to start some coffee and try to find my underwear. I can't seem to remember where I packed it, and I keep washing the same three pair that were packed in my overnight bag. I guess that could be a testimony about how much underwear you really need. I DID find my socks, however, and that was wonderful. And the yellow mambo boots.
Gotta have yellow mambo boots.
