Way out where?

Yesterday I went through my closet to pick out clothes for my trip. It's hard to remember what I wear in 22 + degree weather, but I tried on lots of stuff and think I have everything set for next weekend. I went into a couple of stores to see if I could add anything to my wardrobe, but I was surprised to find lots of muted tones for spring. Not our usual pinks and blues, but olives and mulberry colours. I'll wait to buy stuff there. I've got a pile of clothes that I can look at and think about before I pack them in my suitcase and perhaps I won't have one of those travel moments where I wished I brought something else, or have a "why did I think this would look good?" moment. Although I find out some of my mistakes after I've seen myself in a photo.

Last night we went to a corporate even at the Kerrisdale Arena. I was really impressed, they did a really good job with the food and the drinks and decorations and entertainment which was all put together by the wife of the owner. Except the only thing was this: total driving time = 4 hours, party = 3.5 hours. Well I can't complain too much because I slept for the last 1/2 an hour of the trip, so I guess it was equal after all.

I had planned a pretty outfit including my ruby suede shoes, but then JP asked me if I was going to be comfortable and since I couldn't guarantee that I would be okay standing in heels for a long time (I"m so out of practice) that I switched to my Blundstone boots, which meant changing my dressier top as well. At first I was a little sad that I couldn't dress up more, and a bit grumpy with JP. But we ended up standing (on a cold concrete floor) through the whole event and at the very end one over exuberant drunk girl was sloshing beer all over me, which wasn't so bad with my leather boots but would have been a freak out if they were my suede shoes. So glad I had on comfy shoes. I'm not ready to clean out my closet of heels just yet though. I guess I'm still in denial and hope that I can still wear them sometime.

Well it's a sunny afternoon so JP and I are off, heading out the door. It's a mystery to me. He likes to create adventures. I'll let you know where we ended up. No calls for my bike yet, and we're not going to stay home waiting.