ETA: THERE WAS WINE. I am shocked. There was also spanakopita. All is right with the world.
I am at a wawa in Pennsyltucky waiting for my husband to change into dress clothes so I can change into dress clothes. We are going to my cousin’s wedding.
I am tired from work, I forgot some of my makeup, and I neglected to pluck my eyebrows so I look like a yeti. Little Tyrant is cranky and needs a diaper change. We’ve been on the road for over two hours now and are running 10 minutes late in a family that views a lack of punctuality as a cardinal sin. I like this cousin but my grandmother is currently failing and really do not want to listen to the extended family talk about What Should Be Done.
All I want is a nice glass of wine and my pjs and a bag of chips. Console me.