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So, Mom came and kidnapped me Sunday night. We went to the ER Monday night. Tuesday she took me hostage and went down to the beach house. I hadn't been down to the beach house yet (they've had it since Jan) but it was, for the most part, very relaxing. The first couple of days the couch and I got to know each other very well. I don't think I got up much more than to move to my bedroom. My room at the house is all decorated in roses and other flowers.
By thursday I was up to moving around and managed to go have tea with the Queen at the Lost Colony. I still wasn't up to more than sitting and smiling but I did get to have some fun. We went on a behind the scenes tour of the Lost Colony...and, of course, ended up in the costume house. They have over 10,000 costumes because they never, ever, throw anything away.
( snarking the costuming )
Okay, so we played around the gardens a bit. I mostly sat on benches and smiled for the camera. I really looked terrible but I was too sick to care still. Friday I felt a lot better and went shopping. I got a new pair of jeans for $20 (I really needed a new pair) and to a shop with lots of cute little things where I got a new black shirt. I'll probably wear it to work tomorrow with a red tank top and my new jeans. Hey, it's decent! And after missing a week of work, they really can't ask for much more than decent. Anything is better than my fairy slippers and pjs with my pink and blue robe.
By thursday I was up to moving around and managed to go have tea with the Queen at the Lost Colony. I still wasn't up to more than sitting and smiling but I did get to have some fun. We went on a behind the scenes tour of the Lost Colony...and, of course, ended up in the costume house. They have over 10,000 costumes because they never, ever, throw anything away.
( snarking the costuming )
Okay, so we played around the gardens a bit. I mostly sat on benches and smiled for the camera. I really looked terrible but I was too sick to care still. Friday I felt a lot better and went shopping. I got a new pair of jeans for $20 (I really needed a new pair) and to a shop with lots of cute little things where I got a new black shirt. I'll probably wear it to work tomorrow with a red tank top and my new jeans. Hey, it's decent! And after missing a week of work, they really can't ask for much more than decent. Anything is better than my fairy slippers and pjs with my pink and blue robe.
