A quick trip to the mall last night resulted in strike two. Still no dress for this weekend. I may try one more time tonight, as I just want an excuse to buy a new dress, even if I’ll only get to wear it a grand total of once or twice. I really need more opportunities to wear dresses. They’re fun.
Five years ago, I never would have said that.
After that it was another day, another “last” dinner with Chris before he leaves for a year at Stanford. Last night really was the last dinner (as opposed to Sunday night, and Monday night) because he’s starting the drive west today. Tonight he and his mom are supposed to be somewhere around Abilene. Ah, west Texas. It’s flat and empty and brown and scrubby, and I wouldn’t want to live there…and yet it’s somehow pretty in its own unique way.
After dinner I relived the entire Peru trip. Sigh. I need another vacation.
