it’s a poor excuse for a woman who can’t go a couple hours wearing heels without her feet cramping up and her hip almost popping out of joint. well, at least i looked good when i wasn’t grimacing in pain. but, the very best part is that it’s over!
if i ever volunteer or agree to plan another party, i have given dor permission to beat me senseless and i’ve even agreed to pay the airfare to go to him to have it done. that’s how much i hated the process. way too much stress. although, after seeing everyone enjoy themselves and such, i can see why some people enjoy it. i’m just not one of them.
it was pretty sweet having my name announced (twice!) as one of the organizers, though. *ego boost*
PICTURE!
no picture. sorry.
well poo on you!
That would definitely be a reason to avoid taking a picture.
i hardly think that flying out to be beaten sensless by dor would in any way act as a disincentive to you hessie.