MR. AND MRS.

Today Rick & Amelia got hitched! Yay! It was me and E and
two other people that got to be there. I made A's flower
bouquet. It was very exciting. However, I almost missed
the entire thing because I had to pee so so so very badly
and was in the bathroom right after they called their name
out. oops. I made it back just in time. For those of you that
know me you know that only I would possibly almost miss
my best friends wedding because I was in the bathroom
peeing.

at the end of an eight hour day painting a room a
pretty green color-my foot was killing me. why? i
took my shoe off only to discover there was a giant
pebble in there the whole time.

yesterday i was called two things. 'lady painter' by
the washing machine man who said, 'it's good to
see a lady painter' and 'home run girl' when i
walked into a bar the moment my sweet loving
david ortiz decided to hit me a home run.

xoxo

More Than Donuts Has Landed

Hi. I'm home. When the plane lands in my head
I say to myself, "I'm ALIVE!!!!!!!" because I am
very dramatic and always think I'm going to die.
Then I put on lipstick.

For each plane ride I take, I buy more reading
material than any one person could possibly read
in the allotted amount of time. For today's 55 minute
flight I had my Jamaica Kincaid book, the NY Times,
The Post, US Magazine, Vanity Fair as well as a
few NYT crossword puzzles. My very 'logical'
theory is well...if I STOP READING my plane is
sure to SPIRAL OUT OF CONTROL. When a
pesty stewardess offers me pretzels I just
want to say, "Lady, can't you see I'm
controlling our destiny here???"

In more rational times (on land) I ask myself
how the hell would I ever be able to fly to Hong
Kong or what about somewhere like Australia
one day to visit my pal Momo?