Audra’s wedding pictures are posted in the Viewmaster!

My dear friend Audra is now a married lady! That means my sister and Aprille are the only friends I have left that are unmarried. That’s a little scary. At any rate, the wedding was beautiful and the reception a blast. I will post pictures shortly.

And in other exciting news, the little robin chicks hatched while Lisa and I were away at Audra’s wedding!

Time to leave! I hope I have everything. If not, I can always buy it.

Okay, do I have everything?

Pirate movie soundtrack burned to CD? CHECK!
Dress, shoes, stockings, underwear? CHECK
Make-up, hair stuff, contact lens stuff, jewelry? CHECK
Directions, hotel reservations, Yuengling Brewery information? CHECK
Date? Oops! Oh well, that’s okay. I am a self-completed individual.

Don’t hate me because I’m beautiful. My hair normally looks flat and crappy, that is until Aprille from Salon 39 cuts it and makes it oh so beautiful!

Before Salon 39, I HATED going to the hair salon, HATED IT! I felt silly sitting with wet hair, having some person touching my scalp and fingering my hair. I never felt comfortable giving a tip even though I knew it was expected and typical. All of this ended when I started going to Salon 39. I absolutely love going, it is so much fun. I love getting my scalp massaged with the shampoo. I can sit there for hours reading silly fashion magazines and chatting with Aprille and Danielle. Last night, because I mentioned Audra’s upcoming wedding, Danielle started to describe her ideal wedding. She said it was in Mexico with the honeymoon in Hawaii and her groom would be George Clooney even though he is GAY GAY GAY! Aprille protested saying she wouldn’t allow him to be gay. Then everyone started talking about which celebrities were gay. A very old woman said, “Rock Hudson was gay!” At any rate, it was just a hoot!

Now I am busy packing for Audra’s wedding. I thought I would only take a half day but it looks like I am taking a full day off from work. So much to do and not enough time to do it. It’s my fault. Instead of going straight home from the salon I went out and had drinks with Danielle and Aprille! That could explain my headache too.

“Can I drop the dog off at your house this morning? I have meetings all day in Philly”
“Sure, what time?”
“Around 8-8:30”
“That’s fine, if we’re not around you can leave him in the mailbox.”
“Okay, will do! Thanks!”
“See ya”

This evening was the annual community association meeting. In the front of the room sat the 6 board members. They talked a little business and then opened the floor to the people in attendance. One man came to defend himself. He painted his fence red without the written okay of the board. After he spoke, another person talked about the roots that are destroying the sidewalk in front of his house. When he finished, a woman quickly started complaining about the depth of mulch around her house. Once she finished, I raised my hand. I stood up, cleared my throat and almost said, “My name is Ren MacCormack and I would like to move on behalf of most of the senior class of Bomont High School that the law against public dancing within the town limits of Bomont be abolished.” Wait! I wasn’t here to instate the prom, I was here to talk about my back patio’s drainage issue! I explained my issue as clearly as I could. As I spoke I noticed the woman sitting across from me. She looked absolutely moved by my words! It empowered me and I spoke more and more confidently. Apparently I got my point across because the board agreed there was a problem and they would work to get the problem fixed. I looked over at the woman who had instilled me with such confidence and she had the same look on her face. I then realized she hadn’t been moved by my words, she was simply a mouth breather. Oh well.

I don’t know what is wrong with me. I went to bed early and I slept well yet this morning I feel completely and utterly exhausted. My day at work, despite getting off early, didn’t go well. Every call I made went badly. It was an off day. Fingers crossed today will go better. Tomorrow I have a day chock full of appointments. That is good. That is very good. And Friday I am taking a half day. I will work until noon and then get ready to leave for beautiful downtown Pottsville. As much as I love you Audgie and am happy for you, I can’t wait for this wedding to be over.

I think I know why people play the lottery. Just recently I’ve started imagining what it would be like to suddenly find myself with more cash than I know what to do with. I have visions of being Luciana Paluzzi in Muscle Beach Party. Except, the main difference is, instead of having Buddy Hackett as my yacht captain, business manager, and confidant, I would have FABIO! I’ve always wanted to see Fabio wear a little yacht cap. The way I play the lottery is very similar to this joke:

A blonde was in desperate need of some money, so she prayed that night, “God, please, help me win the lottery so I can get out of this debt.” The next day, the blonde was disappointed she did not win, so again she prayed, “God, please help me win the lottery so I can get out of this debt.” But, yet again she did not win. Frustrated, she prayed, “My God, why have you forsaken me? I don’t often ask you for help and I have always been a good servant to you. Please just let me win the lotto this one time so I can get my life back in order.”

Suddenly there was a blinding flash of light as the heavens opened, and the blonde was confronted by the voice of God Himself. “Honey, meet Me halfway on this. Buy a ticket.”

I was told I could leave work today at 4. I was so happy! I ran to the train station and boarded the train taking off for Trenton. I didn’t realize it was a local. We stopped at every single station. The express I normally ride gets me into Trenton at 6:07. The local that started a half hour earlier got me in at 5:58. Oh well. That’s how things go sometimes.

Tomorrow is my community association meeting. I am going to talk about the issue that has been plaguing my back patio and hope the board will agree something needs to be done. We shall see. I am not looking forward to it.

Even though this morning I had no time for anything, it was kinda nice leaving in such a rush. There wasn’t any time to think or worry and before I knew it, I was heading to the train. Regardless, in the future, I will make sure I awake on time.

My mother got me a Magic 8 ball over the weekend. I’ve always wanted one for as long as I can remember. I love it. I keep asking it questions and it is absolutely unerring in its ability. I will prove it later.

I overslept! I must have turned off my alarm clock at some point during the night because I clearly remember setting it. So I awoke at 6, have to leave at 6:30, must catch 7:05 train. I am ok. No shower. No breakfast. No coffee. All ill be fine.

Gotta go!