So, apparently I'm being criticized (gently, but criticized nonetheless) for posting too infrequently on the bethanator blog. Hmph. Fine, then.
Weird, weird dreams last night...it's funny how your mind mooshes everything together that you were thinking about right before you went to sleep. According to my nocturnal imagination, last night, I was attending the inauguration (which I actually did), but it was at the House of Representatives Chamber (which it was not), and my ex-boyfriend was getting married there (which I'm pretty sure he isn't, at least according to my sources). Plus, the Richland High School Class of 1993 was holding their reunion at the same time...
At least I looked hot for all of the above because I was wearing a gorgeous ball gown (a strapless periwinkle number, thanks for asking), some sparkly Jimmy Choos, and had my hair done...I blame Carrie Bradshaw et al for the Jimmy Choo chapter...Netflix is a beautiful way to spend a snowy weekend.
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