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Monday, July 30, 2007

All I wanted was a salad..



So tonight was really fun. Pajama stamp fest was a blast, the projects were so so cool, and I learned the build-a-brads and THE CROP O DILE WHICH MIGHT BE THE COOLEST THING SINCE STARBUCKS AND BUTTER! Wow do I love it. I'll post the make and takes tomorrow.. So I have nominated my fave blue card of the day which is this lovely butterfly ditty...
Then, I ended up sitting at the table with a girl not only from Austin, but like a block from my house - fun! But, no food since lunch, and I just wanted to come back and have of all things.. a salad from room service. But for some strange reason, the chopped salad is not available until 11PM?!? Oh I have theories... Like maybe "chopped" means - "scraped off diners plates from the lobby restaurant"? Surely not. Actually the restaurant in my hotel is insanely gourmet. But the girl can't stay up till 11. So I settled for a little blogging, some substandard mini bar wine, and my old stand by - the mini pringles can. God Bless America is what I say!! I miss you Pam! Oh yeah - did I mention that the chamber of commerce, across the street from my hotel, is flying the black pirate skull and crossbones flag? Hmm.. More tomorrow..

2 comments:

  1. Well...I think Pringles was probably more enjoyable for you han the dreaded "sheet meat"...remember that? I hope that you have a truly enjoyable day and a gourmet dinner tonight! Thanks for all of your updates. Hope the finger is not giving too much pain today.

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  2. {{{OMG!!!}}}} I am laughing so hard ! You write hilariously! (is that a word?) Im enjoying convention thru your posts! So funny!
    I get the 'sheet meat', but whats with the Jolly Roger flag?
    LOVE the bear looking in the windows... my, he's large!
    Thanks for the fun!

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