My two new opaque lipsticks arrived in the mail. One is pale pink, very bubblegum or perhaps 1960s, and the other is bright fuchsia, which gives some of the same effect as bright red lipstick, but not quite.
After great struggle, I wrote 2000 words on Saturday. Sunday, I didn't write at all - I slept/dozed late, went to a craft bazaar at Penn's Landing, had a root beer float, had a nap, and went out to dinner with feklar.
The gym is closed for renovation this week. I must not fall into sloth. Yesterday doesn't count, right?
Choir re-audition is tomorrow. I really dislike auditions of all types, so have to psych myself up for this one every year. I am so completely not a soloist; it is so much more than just being able to sing the notes.
On the bright side, I now have roomies for the RWA conference this summer, so that's one worry out of the way.