Suzy Says

OK, I couldn’t handle the Babar suit a minute longer, so I came home to change before the movie. And voil?! Candi had done a fabulous redesign for me! You rock, girl!

So I wore an outfit today which I haven’t worn for a while. I really like it, but I find that since I wore it last, I have gotten so much thinner that the outfit (black velvet top and black pants with 4 inches of embroidery and beading at the hem) is no longer cute on me. I feel like Babar in his giant green suit, or possibly Celeste, though she always wore a dress (and the same one, too, like Wilma and Betty. Cartoon girls are often sartorially underprivileged). I wore it on purpose because we’re finally going to see “From Hell” after work today and then going out to dinner, and I wanted to look cute. I guess it would helped if I noticed this before I left the house this morning, but trust me, you don’t notice much at 5 am. Getting dressed at all should be enough of an achievement at that hour. Not to mention contact lenses.

I seem to be congenitally incapable of working today, possibly due to clothing trauma but probably due to terminal laziness. Shopping always makes me feel better, so I went in my Babar suit to Victoria’s Secret, where I got a see-through purple bra with silver sequins, and then I got “The House of Mirth” on DVD. But I still feel like Babar.

PS I realize I shouldn’t bitch about being thinner, but it just goes to show that I can find the black lining to any silver cloud. And it makes absolutely no sense, because ever since I got deprived of dessert last Friday, I have been eating Baci every day.

The cleaning lady managed to move our (100+ year old, cast iron) bathtub, thereby unhooking one of the pipes. So I noticed after running bath water for about 5 minutes that the bathroom floor was flooded. Yikes! Rufus is mopping it like mad with bath towels. Guess this means I’m doing laundry this weekend.

And in other news, a small oil painting that used to hang above my desk has vanished completely, including its nail. Hmm.

The cleaning lady came today, which means that everything smells like Mexican cleaning products with names like “Fabuloso”. It also means that the cats are all gathered on the bed, which is what they do when things have been weird. This can mean anything from going to the vet to the vacuum cleaner. It’s nice that they are their own little family. No-one can make cats hang out together if they don’t want to.