Yesterday Eric took a mid-day break from work and came home to grab Cordelia and I. We had a quick lunch of sblt sandwiches(sb=soy bacon) and then we got ourselves ready to hit the road. We went up to the college for my first reception for a faculty art show. I had two paintings in the show.
I had gotten dressed in a casual/cool (in my mind) style--and never took my jacket off once were were there. I carefully combed my hair which seems to be developing two distinctive personalities, curly in back and stick straight in front. The wind was oppressive and my hair swirled into a giant mess and then stuck to my lipstick. C'est la vie. We opened the door to the art building, Eric had Cordelia on his hip, and our nostrils flooded with the garlicky scent of hummus from the caterer's table. We were in the right place for sure.
When we arrived we had already passed the rush and there were only a few stragglers around. A dear family friend was also present. I was touched that she had made the effort. We did a quick tour of the show and chatted with some of the few people who remained.
Cordelia was a charmer, she pointed to the art and proudly proclaimed "art" followed by a recitation of her favorite fruits. Overall it was a mercifully low key event and best of all I got to have a mid-day meet up with my hubby!