That’s tonight’s motto. Although I didn’t overdo it at all this weekend, I’m feeling a cold coming on, and I do not want to be sick for Thanksgiving. That would be so like me — to get sick for my time off. So, I’m taking some preventative measures.
This weekend was great, and very social. I had about a dozen women over on Friday night for a fur-and-feather-themed cocktail party. I was a little concerned about space, so I didn’t invite quite as many people as I wanted to, but I think that I could certainly fit more in the next time, and it was such a success that is definitely going to be a next time! Everyone really enjoyed having a girls-only night, although when the conversation turned to Star Wars at one point, we realized how un-girly we were being. But being the non-girly girl that I am, that’s exactly why I get along so well with them. Saturday I went to a cocktail party at my Mom’s apartment, and got to spend some time with my family (prep for Thanksgiving) and then on to Tien’s party in Greenpoint. Today I made pancakes for brunch with Rob and then headed downtown for wine and cheese at Katie’s. And now — laundry and writing. All this sniffling is somewhat distracting, however, so I think I’m going to end up reading or watching TV with a cup of hot tea and then going to bed early, so I can work out in the morning. Wish me luck — I’m not good at going to bed early, no matter how much I want to. I can always find something to distract me . . .