I'm back from D.C. It was as expected. Fun. The weather was just about perfect. I really should move there one day.

We had the "traditional" party at Aunt Diane's house (my Aunt Shannon was shocked that I could appear in a random city and find 9 people to have over). I saw Kent, Carter and Christina who I haven't seen in ages. I saw Heather who seems to be doing really well and I really like her new Hubby Henry.

Then the twins and I were planning on going to the spy museum, but got off to a late start and ended up playing Scattegories at the twins' condo. Now, if you think my dogs are annoying, their alien-like hairless cats kept climbing on their table and trying to drink out of my water glass. Megan (Sharon's college roommate who is really cool, I've met her several times before, and we will forgive her transgression of fooling around with Alex H.) is temporarily living with the twins and her comment was anything that walks around in kitty litter doesn't belong walking around on a surface you eat off of. I wholeheartedly agree. It makes me glad that Kennda trained Tang so well.

Afterwards we went to an 80s Prom Party on Dupont Circle. Yes, you heard me correctly, 80s prom. I think the people who threw the party were trying to re-live some experience they lacked. It was funny, because Melissa wore the same dress she wore to our high school prom (which was actually the last time I had seen her in it) and we had nearly the identical bathroom conversation regarding the right type of bra for under that dress. Unfortunately all the extremely attractive men there were also extremely gay. Sigh. I told my Aunt afterward that Sharon must work for one of the largest homosexual law firms in the world. It sucks to turn around to see a cute guy wearing a sash that says "Prom Queen" and giving his boyfriend a peck on the cheek when he says "I'll be right back." Though I admit that one cute guy I had pegged as gay, Sharon later told me was strait and had slept with almost every girl at their firm. I told her she should hit on him, she didn't seem to like the idea, though..

So, Sunday I slept in. Then I got some of the royal treatment with a manicure and pedicure. I keep looking at my nails that are shiny. I rarely get manicures because they don't last long enough.

Afterwards, Aunt Di and I went to the Kennedy Center to see Bounce!, a musical. The music wasn't very good. But the acting was great and there were lots of really amusing one liners and scene changings (like a Church alter rolling out to be a marital bed). Anyway, the musical was about the Mizner brothers - Wilson and Addison. As you may know, in Florida, I lived in a development called "Addison Place" and the address is "Mizner Lane". Addison designed a lot of the old buildings in Palm Beach and Boca Raton before he went bust. Anyway, I'm amused that Addison Mizner was portrayed as an eccentric dolt. Because I think it takes just that kind of personality to introduce "Boca Pink" to the world. Ha ha! Not that I'm saying Boca is an eyesore, but...

Afterwards we went to the closed mall and gorged on sushi. And I made an itinerary for Aunt Di's trip to Germany, I don't know if she was proud of it. Oh, and I found out that there is going to be a family party in Dallas, all of 4 hours away, and I wasn't invited! Ah, dissed again. Actually its for a cousin I don't really know too well and its probably a more adult even, but Aunt Di was rubbing it in all weekend as she was looking for tix to Dallas.

And all too soon the trip was over.