Officially, we were out. Again. Like a whore after a walk of shame home from the fraternity house on Sunday morning, we drove home from the city and thought we should invest time and money in other pursuits. Like mountainbiking. And golf. And (more) tennis.
We went about our Sunday best described by Will Farrell in Old School -- Bed, Bath and Beyond, Home Depot and then an afternoon doubles match at the club.
I woke up early this morning to host a Book Club breakfast for twenty women. I changed my outfit six times. We sat and discussed "A Tree Grows in Brooklyn." It was very lovely. I had "big girl" decorations, like custom-made floral arrangements, champagne mimosas, rented china and crystal.
It made Saturday night's festivities seem so easy and effortless. I packed my tiny skirt, killer patent-leather pumps, and all of my MAC paintpots. Pretty simple. We forgot to pack toothpaste, so we bought some at Walgreen's.
What I'm trying to say is that I think all work and no play makes Mimi a dull girl. After my brunch this morning I had to take a two-hour nap (I did break my own rule and have FOUR mimosa's, but they were really small).
So we're still in.
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Mimi,
ReplyDeleteI would love to come up with the "5 things for guys" in your latest blog, but alas, work (and making a living), sigh, beckons. In any case, I enjoy this post here as well, what with the juxtaposition of book club vs. PZ the night before. In any case, one quick thought: I can't imagine you (and husband) going through the same thing (thing being either PZ or book/country club) consistently and constantly. I'll refrain from that cliche as that "variety=spice"; I really think being able to go about in both ends of the spectrum is what makes both ends exciting while you're in it. Especially if you have the minds, bods, imagination, etc. for both.