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Countdown to Vegas

Between now and the time my plane takes off on Friday morning the following activities should have taken place:

Make cherry sauce for cheesecake


Buy cheesecake stuff


Make cheesecake


Write a compelling press release (not about the cherry sauce or the cheesecake, about work stuff)


Distribute the press release to normal, then online outlets


Print a stack to take to the event


Pick up bag from our assistant who had been labeling chocolates for us


Pack


Pick up library books that are waiting


Buy cat food and sundry other items for house/cat sitter and general use/travel


Touch up pedi


Do/Fold laundry


Enjoy a nice early Father's Day dinner with Hubby, Daughter, and Hubby's best friend GR who will be joining us for filets, cognac sauce, artichokes, crusty sourdough and very nice cabernet. Oh, and cheesecake with cherry sauce.


Try to get a good night's sleep before the trip since Hubby and Daughter and GR will be leaving at 0500 on Friday, then I'll be running around doing final prep stuff then catching a 0940 flight and since they'll also be staying with me in Vegas that night which means nobody is probably going to get a ton of sleep but it'll be fun but Saturday, the first day of the event, might be a little bit dicey.


And that's pretty much what the next 48 hours looks like. Or should.

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