I had a good, old-fashioned bad hair day this morning. I still have flecks of adriatic mist in my bangs. Add that to a bad straightening job, and you've got a hair disaster. I wanted to wear a ball cap to work.
Also, have you noticed that all the sleeveless tops out this summer look like maternity wear? I swear, a girl could stock up on cheap maternity clothes by shopping the bargains at Old Navy, which is what I did last night. I bought this shirt without trying it on, which was a big mistake. It looked really cute on the hanger, but on my body, it looked kind of like I cut a hole in a cotton sack and pulled it over my head. Not flattering.
So, the condo is looking sweet. My dear mom came over yesterday while I was at work and did our "lawn." I owe her a nice bottle of wine. Everything is looking good, except for the bedroom, which is still a disaster zone, but we'll tackle that tonight. After I do our laundry at my parents' house. My mom actually sounded excited when I asked to use her washer. You know, any excuse to visit.
Last night was the sushi class, and I have mixed reviews for it. Beth and I got there early and claimed a good seat at the big granite bar around the chef area. We ordered wine, which was not included in the class fee... boo. Chef Nobu of Fuji was entertaining and witty, however, the people running the class plated all the food at the bar right in front of us, blocking Beth's view completely. And then we got skipped several times when they passed out samples of the sushi rolls... boo. We missed trying out the eel roll altogether. Then, after class, we were told we could browse the store, and don't forget to buy your own bamboo mat so you can make this at home! Well, there were no bamboo mats to be found. After scrounging in the back, someone found two for us. Now, not to be Debbie Downer, but if I were hosting a sushi class at my kitchen appliance store, I'd make sure the equipment was conveniently available for my customers to buy afterward...
We did get the recipe for Fuji's salad dressing, though, which is de-lish, and I do feel like I learned a great deal at the class, so I'll probably try another one in the future.
Have a happy hump day!
3 comments:
The shirt doesn't look bad in the photo. Are you sure it looks that bad on you? I doubt it.
It does! I promise I'm not just being dramatic.
Seriously, it is a GREAT time to be pregnant. EVERYONE looks pregnant, even impossibly skinny thirteen-year-olds. It's amazing.
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