Jos is picking me up in 45 minutes for the Aultimate Affair - the Junior League of Cincinnati's annual gala event.
My toes got a much needed (and deserved) pedicure this morning and are now covered in a beautiful irredescent pink. My hair got a bit of a renovation, too, after four hours in the chair swathed in bleach and foil.
I spent two weeks shopping for the perfect outfit - black strapless dress, hot pink slides and a cute black cardigan that will work at the office, too. I opted to forgo a new handbag (I really wanted this adorable Kate Spade straw clutch) after taking home one too many pair of shoes (how could I say no to a pair of Coach flats marked down from $159 to $52?). The jewelry will be my own - a turquoise and black onyx necklace made of beads I got in the Netherlands.
I think we're gonna do the gala thing and then catch up with Bluegrass Brit and her man afterwards.
I am sipping on some more of that prosecco and eating shrimp cocktail, thinking about the week that was...
Last night I had a great time catching up with my best friend's brother, GI Yogurt, and a bunch of his wild friends from C-bus. We sipped on Dunkel in the Hofbrauhaus biergarten and then did some table dancing inside before making our way to the Beer Sellar on the river.
Still can't believe an earthquake rattled the Midwest yesterday morning. I consistently struggle with insomnia and so I didn't think much when I woke up early. I have a vivid memory of the quake that rumbled in the Tri-State in 1987 - I was laying on the floor of our playroom watching tv with my mom and Brig. The green carpet literally rippled like a massive wave in the ocean. My mom mentioned today that the event was a wild event to see in action, and I can say it felt weird actually riding such a sensation first hand.
I've heard through the grapevine that one of my regular readers (and you know who you are) has started reading more books lately. I have a few great suggestions to offer:
- Garlic & Sapphires by Ruth Reichl. It's a hilarious, true account of the great lengths a new New York Times food editor goes to avoid being identified by the restaurants she reviews.
- Ces't la Vie by Suzy Gershman. Also a true story, this book reveals that everyone has a second chance at happiness. Gershman tells the tale of packing up her worldy goods in search of life and joy in Paris after the death of her husband.
- To Kill A Mockingbird by Harper Lee. One of the great American classics, always worth another reading.
I'll keep my eye open for any other humorous or uplifting suggestions.
Gotta go now - Cinderella's got a ball to attend.