Not to disappoint, but I did not dress like a sexy librarian. I wore a short-sleeved black turtle neck, jeans, and black heels. I actually realized later that my outfit was almost identical to my e-pics outfit. I just wore fancier jeans for the e-pics. I hadn't worn that outfit since then. The only reason I wore it Friday night was because it was the only thing i felt comfortable in [bad comfort day].
I will say, however, that fellow blogger Darlene is so right in saying that women remember what they wore during specific [mostly important] moments in their lives. To answer her question - I do not remember what I was wearing when I met my hubby. We were in high school....and we met way before we started dating....before I cared about what he cared about. But I do remember what he was wearing when we first kissed! Random right? I remember some blue and white squared button-down shirt, layered over a white thermal. It was cold out. Do I remember what I was wearing? Heck no. I do, however, remember what I was wearing when he proposed. I specifically remember because as it happened I realized I did not like what I was wearing enough to pose for a picture. Can you believe that nonsense!?!?!? Wtf was wrong with me?!?! I swear I care that much about my wardrobe. He caught me so off guard. I was in a state of shock....i blame that....my brain wasn't functioning properly.
Below you can see my outfit for our e-pics and our one crappy engagement night picture [captioned by my friend Claudia who was there that night in NYC on the Empire State Building].


Sunday we stayed in and watched football all day. It was actually nice, because our weekends tend to be jammed packed.
Tonight we have an all new Heroes [hopefully they finish out the season even thought writers are on strike!]. I think our usual Heroes posse will be coming over early to check out Fusion Frenzy 2. Good times.