Wait. Did you even notice I was gone?
Maybe I should have mentioned to you all that I was going to Baltimore for a work conference. But then again, is it wise to announce on your public blog that you will be out of town for a few days? Aren't there jaded criminals combing Blogger to find out who's out of town for the weekend so they can rob them silly? Or is that just one of those urban legends, like how you know that gangs are in the neighborhood if you see a pair of shoes dangling from a telephone wire. Which I never understood, by the way. What is so intimidating about shoes over a telephone wire? And don't you have more exciting things to do if you're in a gang? Plus, shoes are expensive. And you could get yourself electrocuted.
Well, one thing's for certain. I am much too practical to be in a gang. I know. I missed you too.
Anyways, I'm back and waaaaaaaaaay behind on all things blog.
First of all, I would be remiss not to mention that I'm late in posting about Date Night Challenge: A Spa Getaway. That's because it hasn't happened yet. But I'm 100% sure it will be happening this weekend. I think. Well, it better be, because I need a massage. Or a facial. I wonder whether I can convince Scott to paint my toenails. I may need to use all my feminine wiles to get him to cooperate.
Hmm. Well, I have a few days to work on it.
Anyway, I'm glad to be back, if for no other reason than to tell you all about the RIDICULOUS amount of food I ate on Monday night while in Baltimore. See, they had this reception thingy at the conference where they served free, unlimited appetizers. Appetizers such as mini crab cakes and California rolls.
I repeat: free un.lim.i.ted. crab cakes and california rolls.
Platters and platters of them! All for the taking. How often in a lifetime is one presented with free unlimited sushi? Not very often, I'll tell you that much. So when it happens, you just gotta go for it.
There were three different buffet stations, so I strategically hopped from one to the other so as not to draw attention to the fact that I was stuffing my face the entire time. New buffet station, new plate, new group of people to chit chat with - no one was the wiser. Thank God I was wearing a stretchy skirt to accomodate it all.
Then after the reception I went out to dinner. And had more appetizers. And an entree. And dessert.
You know how you get to that point where you've eaten *just enough* to be comfortably full? Well, I ate about a plate and a half beyond that. But it was totally worth it.
And you know what they say....what happens in Baltimore, stays in Baltimore. Unless what happens in Baltimore attaches to your hips. How many days until spa night again? Oof.