The Champagne and Chocolate preview is tonight. Was tonight. I'd hoped to get tickets, but there was too much stuff, not enough time today. I'm happily in my pajamas now.
Tomorrow is more of the same, and more. I'm taking a personal day Saturday and going to the show. Maybe for the whole day. Marcia won't be there, Mel won't be there either. Karen's got two bum ankles, so even if she could drive the 3+ hours to get here, I'd have to piggyback her around the show. Lord knows I'm willing, do you think she'd get free admission if I promised to carry her like a 3 year old through the show? But Debra is there, at least I think she is. There is a message on my machine that cuts out every third word. I'm going to try to decipher her cell phone number and give her a call in the morning. We'll meet up at some point this weekend, dear friends, and I'll share every magical second with you, the instant I'm able. She sounded travel weary, maybe she just needs a piggyback ride.
Ya think?
3 comments:
Dorothy you are too generous!
Oh how I wish I could drive up and enjoy this with you. I'll be thinking about you. Have a great weekend. Say hi to Debra
Now if I had my own wheelchair I could race the kids....next year for sure.And hubby not home this weekend argh!! I could have spent the night at that cute B&B if I had had advance notice and 2 good ankles!
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