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July 02, 2008
Stuck
On the couch.
Because I just painted my toenails.
I should have used the bathroom first.
But I have been rushing about today, getting things done, so perhaps I need a break right now. Enforced though this one is. At least I opted to not paint my fingernails. Then I wouldn't be able to type, either. (I only do that for ultra-special occasions because thanks to my neverending array of messy projects, the polish looks nice for roughly a day, and then gets all chipped and nasty looking.)
I was going to post about something else, but now I can't remember what it was.
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Nope. It's gone.
Anyway, I leave tomorrow for Chicago, the first stop on my dash around the country. Not only is my wonderful friend Heather meeting me for drinks breakfast at this restaurant where they have a build your own fresh squeezed juice bar (to which you can add your own alcoholic beverages - she's bringing champagne, what a fantastic woman), but she is bestowing upon me the high honor of being the first guest on her brand new Chicago Art Institute membership pass. I shall try to behave myself and not spend hours in one room as I am wont to do at galleries and museums.
Also, our friend and fellow alum Chris will be meeting us at the Art Institute, so that's cool too.
Oh, Heather, before I forget, Ginger & Christi S. say hi.
Then there's a barbeque with the bride and groom and families where we shall hang out on the beach and watch the fireworks with everyone else in Chicago. Then the wedding and then, I suspect, a sleepless night due to a wedding reception that ends at 11pm with a lengthy shuttle trip back to my hotel and a 7:45am flight out of O'Hare the next morning. I plan to sleep on the plane(s).
After that, who knows? I have no idea what to expect at this workshop. I've never done anything like this before. It's like I'm stepping off the edge.
Thank goodness I have freshly painted toes so that I can launch myself into the abyss in style.
Posted by sally at July 2, 2008 03:52 PM
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HI CHRIS AND GINGER!!!!
Also, Sally I regret to inform you that you will only be watching the lame andersonville fireworks because Chicago does the big city ones on the night of the third, and I am not lying when I say I believe it is because Chicago as a town likes to drink, and this way we can all still make it into work on the 5th if it was not a weekend like it is this year.
Also, I am totally taking the bottle of champagne from my boyfriends bar because I don't have time to go buy some, but he just has some on hand. Always. Because you never know he says. He also apologizes that it is probably not too good as it is from Trader's Joes, but how good does it need to be if the juice we are drowning it in is tasty?
Also ID types, one Jamie Young highly reccomends this breakfast joint as she works near one of its other outposts (waiting tables like she does) and thinks their food is way better than her restaurant's.
Posted by: Heather K at July 3, 2008 01:06 PM
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