Then I visited Starbucks and got Charlie and me some sustenance for the primping part of the day. I told the wonderful women at the ballroom that I was heading home to take my 'pretty pill,' and they all wanted a taste of that.
So, I was going to do smooth hair under the fedora, but I decided to go all out and let it fluff. It will straighten out over the course of the evening anyway.
I know we're going to make BIG MONEY and have a fantastic time! I just feel it. The sun has come out, and the stars are aligned, so we've got most of the heavenly help we need -- and hopefully any other heavenly help will come through the intervention of the auction chairman, one of this world's most special women.
My stomach feels like it's an event day -- but it's wonderfully calming when that event involves alcohol!
In ten hours it will be all over . . .