And she walked right straight into my office this morning.
Her name is Rosemary, and she came to give me some receipts to give Jason for some Project TATE purchases. Because that's just one in a long line of checking accounts he keeps up with - like I've said before, I don't balance accounts, and he doesn't write news stories.
I happened to mention to her that I'd gotten tickets to the Crystal Ball.
"Oh, do you need to ride with us?" she asked. Her husband didn't want to go either, so she was taking her daughter.
I explained that I wanted to go, but that Jason didn't, and I didn't want to go by myself. So I'm going with the two of them!
Wow, my Fairy Godmother arrived with a coach and everything - Rosemary's Buick Regal.
Jason, by the way, didn't mind this arrangement one bit. He'd rather be home, and besides, he needs his Saturday night to finish getting things together for the music on Sunday morning.
I'm so excited - I'd already made an appointment to get my hair cut tomorrow morning, and now I'm SO glad I did. I was looking a bit shaggy.
Yay! I'm going to a ball!