Prom is Saturday. The dress is not done. It is not even half way done. I hate the dress. It is mocking me. I've never had such a devil of a time sewing anything. So the dress (what is done of it) hangs on a dress form in my basement waiting for me. Every time I pass it (which I have to do each time I go to my bedroom) it laughs at me and calls me names, "hey stupid", "hey procrastinating queen" "hey good looking" (ok it's never really said that last one, but I wish it did) So today is the day I HAVE to get it done. Right after I eat my oatmeal. and toast. and I take a shower. Then I'm getting it done. But first I'll find a good show on TV to watch. like Lost or ANTM. At least I know I'm the queen.