Once I was in back, everyone tried to help with the finishing for my dad's 70th birthday. Molly thought a box stuck on a high shelf might work. Before she could destroy the workroom by pulling down the whole shelf, Lise appeared with a couple of boxes from her private stash--one was perfect! Then she tricked out the inside with red velvet mats. Hot! While she was working, I hung out in the back room, and even met the UPS man ("the moist Brown man") (to his credit it was 95 degrees outside) who promised not to call my Nik unless we had sex.
Which wasn't a far cry from the conversation we had been having before he arrived. I've been looking for bronze shoes to go with my "fancy" outfit for daddy's special dinner. These (in bronze) came today from Zappos. Now don't judge by the name of the shoe. Still, when I have them on, I worry that I might look like I'm working. The good news is that if I do wear the shoes, I might be able to stay a few extra days.
Unfortunately, I ran into a major accident on the way home. Someone had rolled their car on the bypass ramp and I had to drive through Media in the middle of rush hour. Still I feel so successful from the trip to the shop. Thanks, girls!