Proof That My Decision Below is Paying Off

Tonight was Nelson's client party for work. It's the one that I spend the night telling people I barely know how much my husband loves working with them. It's always a lot of fun and over the years, some of his clients have become very good friends so it's not all just schmoozing (is there really a spelling for this word?).

Luckily, I did my visiting from table to table where everyone always offered me their chairs and I accepted very graciously. From there we headed to the "after party" with his office mates. Here another kind soul offered me his chair and the owner, who works with Nelson, opened the door in front of me so I could breathe in some air that wasn't full of smoke and then brought me the most enormous white hot chocolate I've ever seen.

I hung in with best of them and was able to give Nelson his night. I am exhausted and a little frustrated with my inability to get comfortable enough to sleep. However, I'm still relishing the fact that tonight, the label I received most often was "one hot mama".