It was staff appreciation day and we went to the zoo.
At least the birds were pink and proud.
As cheesy as the work stuff was, and as cold and foggy a day as it was, the afternoon still held some fun.
But apparently everything at the zoo is a big secret.
Maybe they don't want me telling, but I think I figured out how that tiger escaped.
Among the attractions, work hired some henna artists and a fortune teller. We passed on the henna tattooing as wet henna is problematic when trying on clothes, and we spent Friday evening shopping for new Pink Saturday outfits to wear to David and Sean's. The fortune teller gave Shilpa a tarot reading and read my palm.
Both readings were strikingly accurate. Like, much with the way. I highly recommend the amazing Bex. I hope to hire her for future parties. She was booked though Henna Garden.
Pride Friday night was a lot of fun. Messy, happy hour, Jack Daniel's fun.
Big shout out to the "other" PWD, whom I hope to see again. I need to come up with a good blog code name should he become a recurring character.
I'm thinking Pullman.
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