G’S Comic Con costume glitters. Mine needs pressing. We are almost finished, and I am so glad. I’m going to take a few weeks off now then get back to Bobbies Quilt.
I have no idea what this phalanx of lovely ladies is supposed to be, but here they are just getting off their bus. Yes, Comic Con sets up a mass transportation system that’s second to none. You can go from almost any hotel in any city to downtown easily.
Over the years we have developed a system that looks a little out of the way. We drive far into the valley. There we board an almost empty trolley at the stadium. It will fill to the brim as we move closer to downtown. But we are seated and can enjoy the scenery and costumes in comfort. Going home is a whole different world.
Today, at last, we move on into some sort of normalcy. Laundry, ironing, exercise class, Grocery shopping…I am so fat that eating out isn’t ok this week at all. It will be in the 80’s here, but I am getting on the road in un-AC’d Grumpy early. G will sit in air-conditioned comfort until we leave in the air-conditioned Toyota for our first Spring Round up meeting in an air conditioned recreation center.
They say one has to go to any lengths to keep ones sobriety. Meetings when the temperature is over 100 and there is no AC is beyond any length for me.