morning of day 3. feels like we've been here a week. I am exhausted.
let's go back to thursday and work forward from there... my aunt and her family arrived in the late afternoon, and we headed out to the biltmore millennium hotel for a reception for N and his classmates. ritzy! but, although appropriately dressed, as we were walking in, I couldn't help feeling like we were out of place... maybe that was due to the fact that this reception was being held IN A BAR!
yep - call dhs!!! I took my 17 month old baby to a bar. whats worse - we were not asked to leave. I don't know if they would have served her, but they acted like it was perfectly normal. this is LA, though, land of plastic surgery. maybe they figured L was the hot new Hollywood starlet or something.
a bar. sheesh!
following our shots, (I keed, I keed) we went to dinner. time check?? oh, it was 8:30pm LA time.L normally goes to bed at 8pm OK time. the poor thing slept through dinner - maybe due to the 45 min wait we sat through.
we got back to the hotel around 11:45 - and poured ourselves into bed.
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