I ended up staying awake for most the night because I became engrossed in a book. I went to bed about 6am, and woke up around 2pm.
I called and priced food for the party. I don't know what would be a good price considering most places charge per person than just a flat rate for a big pan of enchiladas. We'll discuss it further at our little informal committee meeting.
I also went shopping. Bought some warm sweaters, then had to go buy some new foundation garments a.k.a bras.
You men have it easy. You don't have buy anything to support your nuts. They just sort of hang out and do their own little thing, free to move about in the warm confines of your boxers or tighty-whities. The only time they have to be holstered in a cup is when you play sports, and even then your options are small, medium, large, and extra large.
But not for women. Instead, we have to take ten million measurements before we figure out our bra size: circumference with the boob, without the boob, the lunar phase of the moon, the heat index, and fiber content of a bowl of Malt-o-Meal. Chocolate flavored.
Then there is the style. Underwire? No wire? No wire that pretends to be an underwire? Padding? Inflated balloon you can insert that push your boobs to just under your chin? Full coverage? Demi? Pasties?
Don't forget about what fabric!! Cotton? Cotton-poly blend? Lace? Sequins? Sandpaper??
I miss those days when I could just go to Hell Mart and pick up a bra for less than $10 and it fit comfortably. That was when I was a teenager, before my boobs exploded in a fit of pubescent hormonal rage. Now, I have to buy them at a department store, because to be endowed with generous bosoms, means comfortable bras are a little harder to come by. One ill-fitting bra can ruin your entire week, not to mention could poke the eye out of some innocent bystander.
At the end of the day, I found two bras (which were exactly the same). Because I was grumpy and needed something to lift my spirits, I bought new underwear as well.
I'm tired...I think I'll go to bed now. I just throw some laundry in the washer before I do so I can kill off one more thing on my list.