You know from my previous post that I liked my dress...so I took the opportunity to post a twirly photo.
The whole thing happened at a lake house where I did A LOT of kayak when I wasn't doing my weddingly duties. And I mean A LOT of kayak. A friend of mine and I paddled 4 miles to dock at a restaurant for lunch, then 4 miles back. I want to tell the story to my grandkids, "Back in my day you had to kayak 8 miles for a salad...so don't be lazy you young wipper-snapper!"Anyway, with the bride and groom heading off into the distance on a boat that said, "Just Married", I felt the need to leave the lake house and go sleep in my own bed.
Highlights of the last few weeks: I have begun working on another field guide at work, begun working on a puzzle at home, was a bridesmaid, drove the farthest I have ever driven, and almost set the bed on fire. Yes, you read that right. It turns out that doing your nails by candle-light is not relaxing. Its hazardous and dumb. There was a tiny voice in the back of my head that said, "hey acetone and flame is a bad idea." Unfortunately I seldom listen to that voice. After I beat the flames out with my bath towel that tiny voice proceeded to say,"I told you so." Now you see why I don't listen to that smug little voice. :-P
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