Today I must write, but here is something for you to read. It's a piece in the venerable Sirens Mag about indulging in pre-wedding beauty treatments.
Doug is away for the next few days, which means that I am comandeering the Beamer. Last night I drove it all the way to Norwalk to meet Hillary for dinner. This is notable because I haven't driven a car that far in well over a year. I also drove home at night, remembering to put on the lights this time. I also managed to get on and off the highway. Many of you may be laughing at my anxiety over drving, but I'm trying to get over it and teach myself to do it well. Driving is one of those sink or swim situations: You either do it well or you're wrapped around a tree. I'm aiming for the former.
