Tomorrow I fly down to SoCal (Anaheim to be exact) for a business conference. Our company's IT managers from around the world will be gathering for our annual get-together. One of the evenings will be a 'black and white' dinner, non-formal but still, I bet people don't just wear white teeshirts and black Levi's. So I went shopping.
I hit the mall as it opened at 11 a.m. and didn't leave until 3 p.m. I spent most of the time in one store (Nordstrom) trying to find an outfit that was dressy but not fancy/formal and in just black and white. I did finally find it and then I decided I should accessorize it as well. Ended up at Michal Negrin for a necklace and earrings and Macy's for the shoes, purse and a wrap (since I'll have to step outside in the evening for a smoke).
I get home around 3:30 and spend some time with the SO and online then it's off to take my son and 6 of his friends (including his girlfriend) to his birthday dinner. The Boy loves sushi so that's what we have. His friends are nice people - two couples one of which are married. I thought at first they seemed too young to be married but I have to remind myself that I was 22 when I got married. Seems like forever ago. Too bad I didn't know then that I was still a child.
Tomorrow will be a busy day, working on finalizing some contracts and getting packed. I'll settle down in the hotel and might end up online but if you don't see a post for a few days it's probably because I'm staying out too late with 'the boys'.
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Dawno - Have an awesome time.
That's a cute anecdote re: your son and his compatriots. Not a day goes by that something doesn't make me realize that I've gotten a whole generation older. And many of those times, I think, eh - that's not the worst life could bring me, right?
A deleted comment? I'm trying to imagine anything contraversial enough in my post to generate something 'delete-able'*grin*
I'm really happy to finally be at an age where I can run around the mall wearing a fancy outfit just to make sure I accessorize it properly and not feel like a total dork. Soon I shall be old enough to really dork-out and be totally shameless about it :-) I have warned my children I'm gonna be a helluva Grannie.
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