dress fittings and solar flares

I'd like to blame my moodiness on the impending space storm which should hit Earth tomorrow and scramble our cell phones.

Went to the dress fitting with Mme Wong this afternoon, to have the shoulders tightened and the hem taken up, and the long extension pulled in some so no one steps on it while I'm wandering around.

All was well except for the self esteem blow standing in front of a bunch of mirrors gave me. I've gained a couple pounds and things are a little tight in the midriff, and of course I had a shallow little freak out. Lame, lame, lame and excessive. I'll be over soon I hope.

Alan's feeding the fluffy kitten stray and there are biscuits baking.