Today I'm having lunch with a friend and my husband and I are going to see Dianne Reeves sing this evening. We're just wild social butterflies this week. Tomorrow our daughter presents her thesis defense, and we are looking forward to that. We're so proud of her. My husband has concerts he's singing in this weekend and I'm going to attend one of those. So we have a full few days and at the end a graduation celebration. A week of joy.
Well, not all joy. There is the cleaning, and picking up stuff and shopping and toilet scrubbing, and most difficult of all: choosing something to wear for these events. The pressure is on. I do have some recruits at my disposal. last year whenever I happened to be shopping I looked for dresses with sleeves. If they were on sale and in my color and size, I tried them on and bought one. This occurred several times, so that I actually have four new dresses that I could wear, and they are all comfortable and yet, and yet, decisions are hard when you are an elderly butterball who still would like to look attractive. Females! We never give up our vanities.
So in the middle of this email I picked up a call from my friend, and she has a cold, so the lunch is out and I can instead go order the cake for the graduation and find flowers for tomorrow. I am nothing if not fluid.
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