Sunday, December 4, 2011

Big week. Big. HUGE.

(Picture me saying that all like Julia Roberts, my celebrity doppelganger, in Pretty Woman, when she goes back to the Rodeo Drive saleswoman that didn't help her the day before.  "Big mistake.  Big.  HUGE.")

This is a grande one, folks.  One of the biggest of my year.  Allow me to break it down:

  • Monday (tomorrow): Happy hour with #1 Chili Dawwwg (AKA my former Expedia coworker Sosena).
  • Tuesday: Holiday cooking class with Sydnie at The Pantry at Delancey, where we will be making individual jars of bourbon butterscotch sauce, black pepper and sharp cheddar cheese straws, peanut butter sesame meringue cookies, and spicy dark chocolate cocoa nib bark with dried apricots.  Hallelujah.  Also, the new Black Keys album comes out.  :)
  • Wednesday: My day of rest.  I am VERY reluctantly passing up on Deck the Hall Ball and it's ridiculously kickass lineup (Mumford & Sons, Death Cab for Cutie, Foster the People, Grouplove, etc.) to be well rested and prepared for....
  • THURSDAY: My next MRI.  Check-in at 7:30am, scan at 8am, results with Dr. M at 9:30am.  Once I get my positive results (fingers are nearly permanently crossed at this point), the day will only get better with the Florence & the Machine tickets that I have for that night (with opener The Head and the Heart) with my seester Amy.
  • Friday: Sleep clinic appointment with a neurologist at Harborview.  And that night, sold out Jingle Bell Bingo Karaoke at the Greenwood Senior Center.  Jealous?  No?!  You should be!!!
  • SATURDAY: My haircut.  That is, assuming I get a clean bill of health at my MRI appointment.  Amy will be there to document the experience in photographs.  And perhaps to hand me tissues.  I think I may not cry since I feel pretty ready but Amy says she'd bet just about anything that I will.  Get your own bets in, folks.  That night, I'll be sporting a new pixie 'do, lovely sequined Christmas tree headband, and my favorite "ugly" (really, it's more gorgeous) holiday sweater at the annual Tacoma Ugly Sweater Pub Crawl.
  • Sunday: I get to start breathing again.
I am both exhausted and excited just thinking about it!

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