All you do is blink.

This four-day weekend seriously flew by faster than any other. The problem was that Jessie's visit was just way, way too short. But also way, way amazingly fun. We had a tragic goodbye this morning but it definitely will NOT be two years until we see each other again, so that is the good news. And also, we had a fabulous time while she was here, so that is the other good news.

We spent yesterday at the biggest mall in the DC area, checking out all the department stores in hopes of finding a purple bridesmaid dress for her. And you know what is frustrating? Even though I keep hearing all sorts of things about how purple is supposedly in this season? It was almost nowhere to be found. We dug a few things off the clearance rack at Macy's, but nothing was right, and all the other stores were a complete bust. Almost.

At one point we were so desperate that we went into a Jessica McClintock store and actually had her try on what may have been the most hideous purple dress in existence. It was so purple that it was nearly neon, and it had a really inappropriately low-cut halter neckline, and the skirt was pleated, but like really intensely pleated, like an accordion, seriously. And also the skirt didn't even come down to the knees.

But we were so determined to find a dress that she tried it on anyway, and oh my god, I'm so glad she did because the laughter that it induced was absolutely amazing. Let me note now that I actually have her permission to post the following picture, with the request that you all ignore the highly visible bra:


We did actually wind up finding a really nice, inexpensive dress in gold, but the store said that it came in purple too, but they didn't have the catalog yet, so let's keep our fingers crossed that that works out, because wow, even though I'm a girl and they're supposed to be good at shopping? By the end of the day, I just could not take it anymore. It was just so much. And Jessie felt the same way. We may have spent a good twenty minutes collapsed in this awesome armchairs at Bloomingdale's that were obviously placed there for men to sit in while their wives/girlfriends/whatever keep shopping. But maybe that's why Jessie and I get along so well.

She is great. The visit was great. I know that as I write this she is still in our apartment, but I miss her already.