grown up

last night i wore a gold skirt and shoes that had spikey heels and sparkley stones on them. and whle my hair was a weird mish mash of purple and red .. i think i looked okay.

i ate fine cuisine with fancy sauces and fancy shapes and listened to keynote speakers for a good cause and drank a sidecar and walked around looking at the silent auctions.

when i saw my straitlaced british friend Miles had the highest bid on 4 gymnastics lessons with another friend of ours, we began the side bidding.

by the end they had made over $300 between miles' bid and all the bids by those of us willing to pay money to watch his lessons.

it's so fun being a grown up

(although i came home to: a drunken bender with offers of cuddling. no? how about kissing. no? how about sex. it will be a bonding experience. no? then he proceeded to fall over. knock all the cords out of my power strip so the room went dark and broke a glass with his bottom. ahhh. romance)

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