A Surprisingly Sane Blog

Sorry, I’ve been missing in action today.  Lame, I know.

It’s because we had to get dressed up and do a dance performance this evening.  Oh, and we were forced to eat the best food in town.  I know, poor us.  I must also say that this was all in the company of an absolutely wonderful person, who also happened to be the opera singer whose songs we were dancing to.

Oh, and after our lovely performance, where we totally faked the crap out of what we were doing because there wasn’t enough space to actually execute the Viennese Waltz, the gods welcomed us with warm open arms.   Meaning, there was an open bar.  Hallelujah!

Yeah, there was all-we-could drink Shiraz.  Wine + Prozac = Sexy Kisses.  You can gag if you want.  I don’t care.

Oh, and yes, we look kind of trashed in this picture, so I thought I’d share.  Please notice that for once James looks a bit more tipsy than me:

In fact, I look quite sober.

Okay, so the sad thing about this whole evening (besides the fact that we couldn’t get enough of the freaking amazing shrimp being served… oh, and the wine… did I mention the wine?) was the fact that the people in charge of the event didn’t even recognize us when we showed up!

Yes, my boobies are real.  The beauty of breastfeeding.  Although, this picture really doesn’t do them justice.  *Sigh*

If you ignore the ghetto background of our front door circa 1973 and pretend the glazed-over look in our eyes doesn’t exist in the photo above, you can see that we sort of actually clean up well enough to step foot outside of the house.

And that’s why they didn’t know who we were.

I think they were fearing a disastrously embarrassing moment where the ballroom dancers they hired waltzed out wearing pajama bottoms and flip-flops.  Why?  Um, because the coordinator’s first impression of me was a little less than presentable, to put it nicely.

I’ll just skip over that part of the story and leave it to your imagination.  Don’t worry, I was fully dressed.

Now to drink enough water to rid myself of this glorious wine buzz so that I can take my happy pill.

Aw, do I have to sober up?

Current Mood: Happy

This entry was posted on Friday, March 27th, 2009 at 10:55 pm and is filed under Daily Ramble, Photos. You can follow any responses to this entry through the RSS 2.0 feed. Both comments and pings are currently closed.