So not all went as planned this weekend. We kicked it off with a little crime here, and while nothing (much) of value was taken, it really rattled me and I'm a little paranoid and skittish as a result.
The police took all of my information, including fingerprinting my car, which I have to tell you, makes me feel somewhat like a suburban bad ass. The neighbors all passed by as CSI: Mayberry was in the driveway collecting evidence, and I bet they're all wondering just what type of drama was unfolding. I'm purposely keeping the black fingerprint dust as a deterrent to future douchebaggery.
But that did not stop us from attending our fall benefit last night,and here is the primer for the event in case you missed it.
This is what pre-revolutionary, post-Fidel, and current-acting Raul, Cuba looks like from Mayberry:
Note the black dress, again. They must have stolen Technicolor from my closet, too.