eight belles

hi there, sweet blog o' mine. sorry i've been absent, it's just that i am still trying to find an apartment. anyways.

s and i had a mostly relaxing weekend, sleeping in, cooking good food, looking at apartments. friday we went into the city and bought him new work clothes and shoes (i got him to buy those docksiders, which really feeds into the crush i have on the preppie 80s look.) we also saw "21" which i enjoyed, though i am aware it was not the most important movie to come out this weekend. (we had not bought our tickets in advance.) we also had the distinct pleasure of going to a derby party. (in a not-so-derby-party neighborhood, but oh well.) i wore a big hat and a dress and pearls, s wore a tie and seersucker pants. i quipped that we looked like we were going to church, and instead we were going to drink mint juleps and bet on horses. it was a lot of fun, and i got to share the one horse racing story i have, about visiting the horse plantation that spawned seabiscuit, war general, secretariat, funnycide and barbaro. we didn't stay out late (s had to work from home, like a good little freelancer), but we did enjoy the party.

this week is all about getting ready for the wedding we are going to in detroit this weekend (aa, my owf gets to go to france this summer for a wedding, and i get to go to detroit) and finding a place to live. i am becoming somewhat ambivalent about our impending homelessness; it will work itself out, won't it? tomorrow night is a work happy hour, sure to be entertaining as i work with some people i love and some people i think are really weird, so hold me to it blog, and i will post again tomorrow.