Actually I swore a LOT today. Starting with the realization that I had a meeting with some fairly fancy people and I only had time to sport....god I can't even remember what I wore. But I didn't wear makeup and I smelled like ranch dressing. I *did* wear my sparkle boots and eventually someone said "Cute boots!"
I swore to be more perky during these things.
I got a text from Hutch. "It smells like SNOW!" God that woman is fanatical about snow. And the truth is that here in the Heartland it has been AMAZINGLY warm. Like I was barefoot yesterday when I got my mail.
I sent Hutch some carefully chosen swear words and ran home to change my clothes
Because I have more swearing to do.
Today I got sworn in as a Public Art Commissioner.
I assumed there would be a tickertape parade in front of the courthouse
after such an auspicious event.
after such an auspicious event.
And there WAS......
........in the form of snow and winds that literally gusted up to 45 mph. Have you ever been hit by a wind like that while wearing a giant coat wool coat from the 80's???? I swear it was the oversized shoulder pads that kept me from being totally airborne.
........in the form of snow and winds that literally gusted up to 45 mph. Have you ever been hit by a wind like that while wearing a giant coat wool coat from the 80's???? I swear it was the oversized shoulder pads that kept me from being totally airborne.
Believe you me, I swore and swore and swore all the way down the street to my car. When I got in my car and had the wind slam the door into my body before I sat down, I REALLY swore.
But, yay. I am Official.
And the Fancy Pants Project will work out.
And the Fancy Pants Project will work out.
I swear.
Do you think all that swearing brought on the weather or is it the other way around. In any case, it all sounds like it worked out well, despite the swearing and the lacklustre clothes. Good on those sparkling boots.
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