It was one of those days where I was really tired. In fact, yesterday was one of those days too. I suspect that it's because I had been studying frantically for Tuesday's actuarial exam and that on top of bike racing in the sweltering Wenatchee Valley fried me. So in my head I said, "I'm so snookered today," and in fact, slept all afternoon on the couch. Snookered seemed like it should mean stupidly tired and it also reminded me of snood (along with anyone else who's been a college freshman, I used to be a snood champion) and the thought of snood always makes me happy. Then I look up snookered (I have to look up most of my words) and found that I was completely off and in the real reality snookered means hoodwinked. Sigh, sometimes I am way off.

Today got more exciting after dinner and after my nap. We did have a boy (Cole Galbraith) delivered to our porch in a cardboard box to ask one of my sister's friend, Chelsea, to prom and now we're having a dress-trying on extravaganza with the neighborhood's collection of formal dresses.

Chelsea (and neighborhood mom, Barb, in the background) modeling dresses. It's nice to see one of my old prom dresses being worn again instead of sitting in my closet!