Now I'm a believer

I never really believed in jet lag -- until now. I went to bed at a reasonable hour last night, despite how wiped I was from my red-eye. Then I woke up this afternoon. I couldn't believe I slept until after 1! Now, true, those who know me are not surprised by my ability to sleep well into the afternoon. But I'm staying with my sister, and normally, I don't sleep that late at, you know, other people's houses. Bygones. Dawn was apparently unfazed by my zombie status, and still valiantly helped me find a white outfit that didn't make me want to hurl myself off a cliff (said white outfit being necessary for my alumnae parade on Sunday). Well, okay, I'm still not happy with the way I look, but it's about the best you can do when searching for an outfit completely in f-ing white, people.