where to begin…
February 6, 2007
The longer I go without writing, the more difficult that it becomes to actually do it.
The fashion show was cool, in a “that was fun let me check it off of my list of things to do in this lifetime so I don’t have to do it again” sort-of way. I think having children has made me very impatient. Every moment that I am away from them I want to use to it’s fullest. Standing in a mass of people waiting to get into the fashion show feels like a colossal waste of my precious child-free time.
I didn’t get very many good photos of the fashion show. A combination of dark lighting, people in front of me, and models who who kept moving.
Here is a photo from my seat before the show began. The woman sitting right in the middle of the photo is some famous person, I don’t know who though.
This is probably the only non-blurry photo that I took:
After the fashion show was over I met up with Rob, who had been to the hotel already and begged me to keep an open mind and think of it as an adventure. And since it was too late to cancel our reservation anyway, I agreed. I am hip and cool and adventurous!
We went and had a quick lunch. At the coffee shop that is also a bar.
It reminded me of a 1950’s style diner with a bar inside.
I walked by and looked longingly at the Marriot, knowing that inside there were clean beds, spacious rooms, and showers with hot water. All the things that spoiled people like me enjoy.
From here we went to the hotel. And I think it probably deserves a post all of it’s own. (Actually, my kids are scrounging around for breakfast and demanding I make them something, completely not caring that I have more important things to do like type on my blog. Like they didn’t just eat yesterday.)
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