It's funny because it's true

My trip to Florida was both wonderful and difficult. It was great to see my friends, and awful to realize - once again - just how much I miss them. And how unlikely it is that they'll be visiting me in New York any time soon.

It is what it is.

Smiley's baby shower was just lovely, and included the appearance of a full and total rainbow - visible end-to-end - arcing over the island where the party house is. I know that people took photos - how about someone send me one?

I stayed with my BFF(F!) Lolita. At the shower, we were sitting next to each other on the sofa, and I realized we were both wearing rather ordinary clothes - your basic shirts, pants, jeans sort of combo. But on our feet were leopard-print ballet flats (her) and red suede shoes with the most delicious ribbon trim (me).

Lolita: Look at our snappy shoes.
Me: You know, 10 years ago, we both would have been wearing vintage cocktail dresses to this shower.
Lolita: I know. I would have been all, "What is Bettie wearing? A poodle skirt and a feather boa? I'll wear a flamenco dancer's dress and silver platform pumps."
Me: And I'll wear a sequined Mardi Gras gown and a Crystal Gayle wig.
Lolita: And I'll wear a Native American headdress and a flapper costume.
Me: And I'll wear a bustier and snowshoes.
Lolita: And I'll wear a babydoll nightie and drywaller's stilts.

It went on from there.

I miss you, Lolita. Come visit.