In Birmingham

I’m in my (fairly swanky and huge) hotel room in Birmingham.  Its only flaw – it lacks a tub.  And the hotel does not have a hot tub.  Ah, well.  It does have a couch and enormous big screen tv.  I just went out with my classmate who is also working at this firm over the summer – I had a beer, he had a calzone.  We jawed about nothing for an hour, and now it’s 11pm.  I’d better go to sleep.

I had dinner with my mother and dad.  Breakfast with my  kids, dinner with my mom.  Could do a lot worse on mother’s day.  I bought some delicious shoes from Ann Taylor to wear tomorrow – nude, sort of python, sort of sparkly pumps.  Very high heel.  Cross your fingers that I don’t fall over.

Another leap into the (potential) future.  Watch me fly.