Finally, finally, FINALLY some good fucking news…
Gene spoke to Blanche yesterday. She is home from the hospital and eating REAL food. When Gene spoke to her she was eating chicken alfredo. YESSSSSS!
We still leave for OH tomorrow morning.
I found outfits for my aforementioned job interview and for Macauley's wedding. The dress for the wedding comes with what I think is officially the world's ugliest jacket. So, if I magically grow some time I'm going to hopefully score a little cardigan to go over it. The dress part is actually very pretty but man, I don't know what crack the designer was smoking when they dreamt the jacket up!