Get your minds out of the gutter, you pervs... I was in a tanning booth for pete's sake. Yes, I figure I have a good four days of fake-baking ahead of me before I subject myself to South Carolina's natural UV rays on Thursday. And please, no lectures on the dangers of tanning.... I'm no spring chicken and I need to look good while I still can. Heh.
I talked to Heather today. Wheeee! My first real diarylander conversation. We're going to try to hook up when I go to my Kiawah Island meeting next week. Hopefully she and her husband Brian will be able to meet me either for dinner on Wednesday night, or Thursday for lunch and a little beach action. I might even get to meet little Tara!
You know, I sincerely wish that all you guys could be there, but at least you can take comfort in the fact that Heather and I will be sitting on the beach, getting our drink on, and talking about how fucked up all of you are! Hehe! Just kidding... =P
Alrighty then, I think I'm gonna put on my jammy pants, grab an Amstel Light, and watch something on pay per view. Road to Perdition, maybe? That reminds me - I had to laugh when I heard Brian ask Heather in the background, "Does she drink?" Hee!
I hope all you mommies out there enjoy your day tomorrow!