Spent the day shopping in frustration. Nobody had the sort of dress one would wear to such an occasion. I'm sure you men know just what I'm talking about. BTW, there were a lot of men being dragged around the clothing stores by their women today, visibly impatient. I don't blame them. After an hour of "What do you think about these shoes?" or "Does this make me look fat?" I would be going insane too. I never put Randy through the torture of shopping with me. I'm simply not that cruel.
I bought a buff-colored suede tulip skirt with two different tops, one to dress up and one to dress down for ordinary occasions. The idea was to wear said articles with brown leather high-heeled calf boots I already own. I got home, tried them on together, and it looked ridiculous. The boots weren't quite as high up the leg as needed, and I lacked suitable shoes. I had one hour to get ready and had to improvise. I wore a new periwinkle-blue crepe blouse with slacks and heels. I'm sure all of that fascinated you.
Moving on.
The company has many branches around the western half of the state, so we have to drive about an hour to get to the selected central location where the party is held. Since people drink, the company provided transportation (minivans) and designated drivers for each store's employees. Randy was the DD for this one. So we drove down with a couple of teenagers and a contemporary of Randy's who acts like a teen. It was pretty funny, actually. One of the kids is good friends with my brother and I know him outside of the store, so that was cool. He's hilarious, though he didn't wear a dress and heels, or dye his hair blue as he had said he would last year for this event. Oh well. I amused myself by throwing hor d'oeuvres at him once we were at the party. He would pick them up from whatever place they landed and eat them anyway. Kids. Anyway, other staff drove themselves to the party, and we had a pretty good turnout from our area.
An AA acquaintance of mine recently started working at the store and was there tonight. She's still fairly new to the program and decided to sit with me. We had a good time. I'm glad I went to the party; she told me she was relieved that I was there. I felt comfortable there for the first time. Sheesh, it's only taken me 10 years of going to these things to feel as though I belonged among them. My friend looked lost and reminded me of me when I first started coming to these events! She unwound as the night wore on, though.
I can't believe how stupefyingly boring this entry is. Would it help if I mentioned that the items I threw at that kid were pepperoni slices, marracino cherries and lemon wedges? No? Didn't think so.
I have a headache and am heading to bed. Goodnight all!