Wendy came to town
Wendy came to town for a reading at the Regulator, and stayed with my dear friend and neighbor, Michael, who threw a great post-reading party. I'm a bit in awe of her, not because she is intimidating in any way, but she's so funny and perceptive and smart that I worry about being a dorky goofball in front of her. Which of course makes me behave like a dorky goofball.
I already have this , but now I want to get this too. I would laid down my dosh right there at the Regulator but Michael needed me for party flunky duty. And I also want the Weightwatcher card book when it comes out. I didn't get to do the whole American sleepaway camp thing, but I do remember my desperate, desperate lust to be a Brownie and wear that little dung colored shirtwaist with the yellow tie, just like all the other eight year olds, so I can relate. Needless to say, I never got a single badge nor do I remember anything outdoorsy about it but I do remember knitting blankets for the children in Africa. Just what they needed.
We had a lot of Locopops while she was here - along with other Durhamites with good taste. They have a phenomenal lavender cream one which tasted like soap would taste like if soap tasted good.
I made a cake for the party which I was secretly quite proud of and I'm hoping someone will do my bragging for me and post a picture......