I’m just back from what is easily the worst wedding reception I’ve ever attended. It was held in some cottage nobody has ever heard of, where you’ve got to climb up and walk down repeatedly just to reach the reception area. Well that’s fine if you’re lucky enough to be in the pink of your health and don’t mind such as a form of exercise, except it was raining cats, dogs and wolves, which inevitably made every high-heeled, middle-aged woman grumble on her way. And turned out, voila, it’s a semi-outdoor reception area! Which means by the time we arrived, most of the catered food was soaked. Like, urgh.
Moral of the story: If you plan to hold a wedding reception in Bogor, where it rains more than it shines, don’t ever, ever think you’ll get away without a pawang. Remember Murphy’s Law, babe.
On a different note, upon searching “American Idol 7″ on YouTube, discovered that oh-so-sexy Michael Johns is out! Bummer. Then again, I’ve always known that he’ll do much better as a Calvin Klein brief model *winks*
I’ve been bumming around the whole week at home -running errands as and when necessary, nua-ing the rest of the time. This would be my only -considerably- long break till July ends (because we’re not encouraged to take leave during our secondment period, which starts next week), so I thought I’d use the beauty package that Mum signed me up for. Never once did it cross my mind that too much self-pampering would result in some kind of fatigue, but yeah it happened to yours truly. Going for lulur, creambath, facial / totok aura whatsoever every other day surprisingly sucked the life out of me and I’m actually looking forward to going back to work. C’est incroyable!
