A Day Without Zolligirl

Man, I thought no one was reading. But not only did my sister call to chastise me about the lack of posts, but my brother sent a hateful text as well. They are so mean!

I was GOING to post, but it’s hard when nothing exciting happens. This was the post I wrote, then discarded:

Do NOT go and get your eyebrows waxed by my girl if you don’t want to hear some hard truths. In the two minutes it took to get my eyes looking decent, I heard:

Do you want your lip done too? Whew, you’ve waited too long. Why are you flinching? Are you going to cry? Does it hurt? Well, you have a LOT of hair. It looks so much better now.

It was like having a beauty treatment administered by my mother.

Not my best work. So I said to heck with it and watched another episode of Game of Thrones.

But today I actually did something interesting. I went out of town for work. That’s right, while I normally sit on the couch in my pj’s and work on the laptop, I’m NOW in North Carolina, wearing my pj’s and working on my laptop. It’s totally different. Plus my husband is with me. Apparently, he’s an awesome photographer.

It’s been a great trip so far. We drove for 8 hours with him in the front and me in the back. Then we went to the community where I dropped him off, went to the hotel for check-in, then back to pick him up for dinner. Not that he actually got to eat. He told me what to order him “To Go”, then went back to shoot while I enjoyed 890 grams of carbs and some wine. Best. Working. Relationship. Ever.

We also brought my friend, John, along so he could pay for everything. I’m thinking this business-trip stuff is pretty sweet.

My mom and Aunt Fay are in town watching Moon while I’m away, and by “watching”, I mean they’ve enlisted her to carry all their stuff while they yard-sale. Another great working relationship. The ability to work with others must run in the family.

Well, except for a certain brother-sister duo, that is.

2 thoughts on “A Day Without Zolligirl

  1. Somebody has to make sure you keep up your end of the bargain. You write, I read…. SLACKER!!!

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