Saturday, July 12, 2008

Social butterfly turns back into caterpillar, film at eleven

OK, everyone, that's it. I am partied out. It's time for me to crawl back into my dark, dank, solitary cave and do a whole bunch of mindless internet surfing.

Friday night we went to the Zoo Ball.

Saturday morning I hosted a charity lunchtime cruise on some friends' yacht.

Tonight we went to a bring-your-own lobster cookout.

Too many people. Too much conversation.

Need internet.


p.s. Too damned much food, too. Coffeecake? Coconut cake? Cookies? Humus and chips? Beer? Pasta salad? Curried chicken salad? In a single day? Surely, Poppy, you realize this is a bit excessive?

Um, yeah. I do.

I should have been munching on leaves.


  1. You had me at hello. I LOVE the title!

    Ah yes, the extroverted introvert. She is a species I'm familiar with. (Moi)

    Also, we have Painted Lady butterflies at our library right now, five of them, that we're keeping fed on sugar water until Aug 7 when we "release" them.

    Thanks for the chuckle. Go surfing. I even might have a new post up soon.

  2. As an extroverted introvert, I understand completely. So much so that I usually just send regrets for most invitations that involve large groups of people + dressing up + charity. Much easier to send in a check and not have to get dressed up or make idle chitchat.

  3. Hmmm, how about if we give you quiet time in youngest's room? Will that help?

  4. You can take an oath of silence/solitude for a couple of days, Missy, BUT I EXPECT YOU TO BE YOUR CHATTY, ENTERTAINING SELF BY WEDNESDAY A.M.


Gentle Readers:

For the time being, I've turned off comment moderation. Please don't spam; it's not nice.

xxx, Poppy.