Today I get my hairs did. Which is good, because my Go-Go Red needs to be punched up a bit.
We pick up Ian’s tux this afternoon. Prom. ❤
I had a great night with an old friend last night. Well, “old” as in lifelong…We hadn’t seen each other in a decade. It was amazing catching up with her. We will not wait so long to hang out again.
Another awesome thing about last night? She introduced me to a wonderful new wine. And you know I always love new wine. Especially when it’s in a bottle!! (Unless it is that crappy white zinfadel. That belongs in the toilet.)
Paul Hobbs Chardonnay. ZOMG. My taste buds and liver were so damn happy.
ION (of the weird variety) There was a possum in our backyard this morning. (or as one of my high school teachers would say: Miss McKenzie, that would be opossum. there is no such animal as a “possum”) Frieda Mae actually picked it up and carried it around like puppy. I’M NOT KIDDING, PEOPLE! Picked. It. Up. Then it played dead. It was very committed to its role as dead possum. El Jefe scooped it up with a shovel and dust pan and placed it on the other side of the fence…where it continued to play dead.
Welcome to Arkansas.
If it’s still there when I get home, I’m going to name it Fred Finkle.