So apparently when I was scrubbing the bathtub yesterday, I
broke the faucet. Sorta. The hot water won’t go off all the way.
I have visions of the house flooding. The bathtub filling with
water and crashing through the dining room ceiling. Lovely.
Anyone know a plumber?

I wish my cell phone would ring and I wish it would be my
brother or someone telling me my sister-in-law is in labor. I’m
sure she’d be happy if that happened too, especially since the
Star Wars premiere is over. I’ll bet they are a little sorry it
didn’t happen yesterday, though. How fitting would it be for my
brother’s first child to be born on the day a Star Wars movie
comes out?

Can’t wait til next weekend. Will be so exciting! Must make tea
reservations. Mustn’t forget. Also must buy white cotton gloves
as the dress shop people terrified me with stories of silk
dresses getting streaks on them from body oils from hands when
they’re tried on. Wouldn’t that be a lovely addition to my dress?