...um, Hec, just wondering whether y'all would be able to swing by and pick me up before you head over to the hotel for Baseball?

Glad to chauffeur you, Fay. But we're leaving relatively soon since I have to take JZ and Deena to church, and then scamper over to the East Bay to get Emmett.

Can you be ready in half an hour?

Hec, Fay says yes.

If anyone is driving from the hotel, please please please can you bring me three things from the HS? I need the big coffee-maker (the box for it is under the prep table), my baby santoku knife (the Analon with the black blade protector) and my ELECTRIC CAN OPENER.

Ta ever so.

G'mornin, lovelies.

ND is still blissfully sleeping next to me, and I'm enjoying a quiet wake-up. When I'm more awake I will attempt a more articulate post, but for now let me just say thank you, so very much, for an incredible evening. I had one surreal moment when Lilibeth dragged me down to the hotel bar to "show me off" to her general manager and about ten other men (apparently to prove to them why it was good that they'd made an exception and let Prom go until 1AM instead of their normal 10PM cutoff), but I guess that's what I get for wearing a corset and frilly PVC skirt, right?

Showering soon, then HS for a bit and over to Deb's for the BBQ. Then the long drive back to LA and (shudder) reality.

Cereal:

I need the big coffee-maker (the box for it is under the prep table), my baby santoku knife (the Analon with the black blade protector) and my ELECTRIC CAN OPENER.

I can take care of this.

I had one surreal moment when Lilibeth dragged me down to the hotel bar to "show me off" to her general manager and about ten other men (apparently to prove to them why it was good that they'd made an exception and let Prom go until 1AM instead of their normal 10PM cutoff), but I guess that's what I get for wearing a corset and frilly PVC skirt, right?

Lilibeth was quite taken with all of us, the whole affair. She enjoyed my tiara as well.

One of my favorite moments was watching one of the kitchen staff walk into the room, see smonster belly-dancing, and clasp her hands over her mouth in utter surprise and amazement.

Lilibeth was quite taken with all of us, the whole affair.

Oh yes, without a doubt. And who could blame her? We are pretty.

How are people getting to Deb's place?

Ok, I totally understand the briefy postyness that is the F2F, but these tantalizing snippets and dasyy posts need to stop!

When y'all recover, I NEED MORE DEETS!

I didn't do anything fun this weekend, and I am insanely jealous and need vicarious Promage!

Hee. Thx.

Then the long drive back to LA and (shudder) reality.

Reality! Ptui! We will speak of it no more!

OK, that's probably not true....

When y'all recover, I NEED MORE DEETS!

There are movies.

Of, um, so-so quality. Which I shall try to post in the next 36 hours....