Still the prettiest?

Tonight is a gathering at a local hotel (dessert cash bar thingummy, don't you know) for my 20th year college reunion. I'm planning to go, and will probably even primp a little more than usual for the occasion. Hey, I still have a some vanity. I'm in a good enough mood that after I've had a glass of wine or two, I'll cheerfully look around and decide, like Legolas, that I'm still the prettiest. Will wear my Elven leaf brooch and see who recognizes it--those who do will be assumed to be simpatico.

I had made reservations to go down to the events at the college tomorrow, but to my INTENSE annoyance, Rob was not able to get the day off. I don't mind having the girls in tow, exactly, it's just that I won't be able to concentrate on conversations with old friends as easily if one of them starts whining "I'm bored," and Rob is not at hand to charm and distract them.

Day before yesterday, ( I had another Cool Thing Having to Do with the Book happen to me. )

Cheers,
Peg