My mom's picture, by the way, was scanned and fixed by L. It was curled and badly torn. It's interesting how they tinted the photos back then. Mom's engagement picture is very similar. I love how Paul described her as looking like "an astronaut's wife."
I put on a polka dot dress this morning and had my breakfast after L came home from work. There was a fire in town last night and he came home looking like Dick Van Dyke in Mary Poppins. I always had a thing for his character. In any case, I rose from the breakfast table and L noticed several dried on spots on the dress. No problem. I ran upstairs and changed, only to find the next button up dress slightly wrinkled which is not a problem for me, but appeared to be missing a strategic button. Fudge. I threw on a shirt and a skirt, grabbing all my work crap and coffee and was already late. I spilled coffee on my skirt about 5 minutes into my commute. Fuck. I also found that fall had arrived overnight, and I was way underdressed by the time I arrived to the library. I drove back home to change once again. I also managed to spill on my shirt at lunch, which made my day as round as it could be.
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