May 6, 2006

You Can Dress Her Up...

I'm such a sap. The boys are with my sister and her husband tonight while Brad and I go to the awards dinner. We've cleaned the house, stocked the fridge, left cash on the counter and made reservations at the boys' favourite restaurant.

They're allowed to have the video game thing plugged in, and plans are in place for all the funtastic stuff they can stand. The invitation says 'black tie', so I've finally settled on something to wear. Nothing says 'formal' like leather. And nothing says 'look slimmer' like sitting here eating a can of Pringles. I've packed make-up, pantyhose (ugh), heels and back up emergency fixes. Brad, of course, gets to haul his suit out of the closet and shave. Ta-da. Done.

As I look around at the fresh beds and food bounty, I'm thinking we're idiots to be leaving.

Wish me luck.


Blogger karen said...

At the end of the day, you could wear your p.j.'s or a designer gown and you are still great at what you do. So, congrats on the being recognized,lose the pantyhose and enjoy yourself!

May 06, 2006 11:38 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Enjoy all the pomp and circumstance, you deserve it. There is precious little deserved recognition for true talent. Wallow in it.

May 07, 2006 11:13 AM  
Blogger Lorraine said...

Yeah Arlene, there's NO recognition this morning :)

May 07, 2006 11:16 AM  

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