To stop. Drinking. Sangria.
I should count how many times I've "learned" this. (And should also probably note I had it again Sunday.)
There are not enough words for how great it is to have the company of a good friend after a bad night.
Have I mentioned how awesome my friends are? Oh, I have? And I should shut up about it? Yeah, not going to happen.
And a nice stranger lady in the ladies room is really great, too.
Long story, not that interesting, but if you work in the same place for 4.5 years and frequent the same places, people remember you. And care.
Sometimes it's worth it to spring for the long cab ride.
No explanation needed.
Especially when you arrive at a restaurant minutes before a crazy storm hits.
That a "derecho" is a crazy, scary, out-of-nowhere storm I hope to never experience again.
I'd rather have a hurricane any day. (No jinx.)
|Tree on car at end of my street.|
Also no explanation needed.
Blessed: Living in a building with power when all the buildings around you are without.
And there are power lines tangled in the tree in front of your building. But still there was power. BLESSED!
|Power lines tangled in tree.|
As is eating veggies and chatting in the AC afterward.
|These are from my book club dinner |
I made last week, but I wanted to share.
Aren't they pretty?
Especially if your usual, shaded route is closed due to damage.
|Favorite route: closed|
Random fire alarm at 5 p.m. on Sunday. Grr...
The U.S.A. women's (and probably men's) gymnastics team is going to be amazing.
And my new favorite is Gabby Douglas. But I still love Nastia and will remember her for all her previous accomplishments, not that last stumble.