Matilda looks like her big brother in that one too. Can he do a Teppy face?

CBD boy!

Hey Utah, is that a quarter in your pocket or are you just happy to see me?

Oh, dear, I had no idea our quarter had that kind of reputation. And the governor's committee was so proud of it, being all historical and not limited and touristy like Rainbow Arch or the snowboarder that were the other two finalists.

I look forward to shocking my neighbors.

Our landlord is coming over tomorrow to fix some things which gave us just the kick in the ass we needed to start organizing and cleaning up the apartment, which I hope means we won't be running around like crazy trying to clean on Saturday before the brunch on Sunday. It looks pretty good in here, if I do say so myself.

I'm trying to think of a nice lil sentimental, but useful present for my boss to say "thanks for all the help from past 11 years, thanks for the vote of confidence in hiring me @ new place, and thanks for saving me from crazy old head of company." maybe tie it in as a house warming/ welcome to TX. Any ideas? Brain is a bit scattered right now.

Can't believe I forgot to mention Vortex's party woes! Because, OMG, I was just blown away by the rudeness! Ack! At least it wasn't one person taking it upon themselves to double the size of your party - but I'm still startled that people would be so cheeky. I mean, fine, if you're at college having a kegger, whatever. But in the world of grownups? Just - no. Really. You ASK THE HOST.

omnis is boss from California? Maybe some stuff you can't get in Texas like... I can't think of anything but (for example) when I lived in Chicago and I'd come out to visit my brother in California I always used to bring a case of Old Style with me.

And he smells good. Oh, shit.

Just what were you drinking on that date, vw?

Also, Woo. And might I add, Hoo! You deserve some giggle-worthy dates.

P.S. I'm kinda sad that I missed the coy code name thing for Daniel.... Um... was there a code name for me or did I show up soon enough after we were encoupled that the code name was not needed?

Oh!! Realized today while on the plane reading regency romance novel that moment from Friday night dance felt eerily like moment OUT OF a trashy regency romance, pulled forward in time!! (I shall be posting this in LJ as well, and apologize to those who will see it twice, but must share)

Our players:

The Rake About Town, aka The GILF, a player who has toyed with many a young girl's heart, and flirts endlessly with them at the evening's dances, because he is of course, a superb dancer

Our Heroine (moi, of course), who has been teased mercilessly by the rake, after he had been dancing attendance on her for many months, only to puzzlingly refuse to take his advances any farther

R, a past paramour of the Rake, who was devastated when he dropped his pursuit of her shortly after Our Heroine joined the scene (though not due to that fact) and has only recently fully rejoined the social whirl

B, a newcomer to the scene, and current flirt of the Rake, who the betting books have as an odds on favorite to give in to his advances any week now

Wallflower, a sweet and shy miss, who lacks the style and outer sparkle of any of the previous three, though she may possess an inner strength and sharp tongue as yet undiscovered

The Scene: An evening's dance, where the Rake has asked each lady in turn to dance several times, showing preference to none....

The Rake finishes a dance with Wallflower and returns to where the other ladies are engaged in conversation. He then informs them that he has a mission for the three of them, and flatters them that they all have excellent personal style...and that Wallflower needs assistance in making her personal style more "dykey" (OK, that part not so Regency). What would these ladies suggest? Their styles are all so unique, and yet so flattering!

...and at this point, the scene broke down, because all of us, including "Wallflower" (who really does need a better personal style, but...), stared at the GILF and went "What the fucking FUCK???" (and a couple of us went "Um, do we LOOK like "DYKEY STYLE EXPERTS to YOU? HELLLOOOOO??" and i even said "When I try to look more dykey it usually involves corsets and leather, and I doubt she's into that" and she quickly agreed that was not her thing...). And at that point R declared that the four of us should get together and go "trolling for hos". But I digress...

In a romance novel, this would be the point at which the three of us became good friends with the wallflower, made her over into the toast of the Ton, the Rake truly fell for her (after really only planning to set her up with his cousin), and we maybe got sequels of our own.

I rather doubt that will happen either.

But it still amused, the comparison.

Wow, Matilda's expression is very Teppy-like.

Even with thunderstorms cooling things off a bit here, I still can't sleep. We tried to buy an AC unit at Target tonight, and they laughed at us because they're completely sold out. IOW, gronk.

meara lives the life of a romance novel. Sorry, that means you don't get any until your book is written