Envelop Stretching Time

I have some catching up to do.  I went to two Christine events.  One was a discussion of gender held at her house a few weeks ago.  The other was dinner with about 20 girls at a local restaurant.
 
But I'm going to cover those next week to talk about something a bit more out of the ordinary.
 
For the dinner, I asked Charity to do my nails.  She picked a lovely purple shade and I enjoyed seeing my painted nails that evening.  The next day, I planned to take off the polish prior to going into DC (in drab) to see the cherry blossoms and visit a museum or two.

Tulip Garden in DC

 
But I didn't want to take the colour off.
 
So I didn't.
 
Instead, I did some calculations.  I figured the chances of seeing anyone I know was tiny.  I also figured the chances of any unpleasant comments was tiny: we were going to look at trees and art, both somewhat civilised ventures.  The chance of getting negative looks was higher, but really, why should anybody care?  I sure didn't.
 
So we drove to the metro, took the train into DC, walked to the tidal basin, walked around a bit, went to the Natural History museum (a butterfly aviary and orchid exhibit caught our attention), and we wandered through the National Gallery.  We stopped at a Ross to return a couple of dresses and at a supermarket on the way home.  We decided to stop and get an early dinner at a buffet near the supermarket.
 

It's me.  In drab.  Really

When we got home, I didn't want to take the colour off before going to work the next day.
 
So I did some calculations.  And I sadly took the polish off.

Maybe next time.

For the record: I went to work on Monday with a head that clearly showed I had too much sun over the weekend.  No-one commented on that.
 
So maybe next time.

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