What I did not prepare for was my beautiful San Diego sunshine to evaporate into an icy chill as we trekked north to Carlsbad for the event. Nor did I realize there are still people who insist on outdoor weddings, even when it feels like Alaska. And it was moist and humid. Did I mention my hair is allergic to water?
So my fabulous ‘do went from beautifully curled coif to cat-out-of-a-dryer in about 5 minutes flat. To add insult to crappery, the biting wind relentlessly blew my fuzz ball in the air repeatedly. By “I do” I was cat-out-of-a-dryer-left-on-the-back-of-a-motorcycle-driving-80mph-for-5-hours. Oh yeah, I was sexy.
So in an effort to calm my stricken vanity, I proceeded to down 4 glasses of Cabernet (the host bar was ending after only an hour! What can I say!). That’s how I ended up with not only these gems but also performing Tik Tok by Kesha to a crowd of amused observers:
Woke up Easter Sunday feeling exhausted yet ready to duke it out with some hair-of-the-dog at the Wavehouse in Mission Beach. Good times. Even began to feel normal again. That is until the ground suddenly shook fiercely below me, causing me to lose my drink and almost my lunch. Yes folks, a 7.2 earthquake!
My guess is God was trying to inadvertently stop my wino ways.
Ah so that's who to blame, I will notify the USGS. :P
ReplyDeleteOh and bet ya looked wonderful in the dress, can't really tell from those! :P
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