A slushy Valentine’s
My mother’s new passport was issued in the nick of time, and so she flew to Ecuador.
Goodbye, Mother.
♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦
It’s been warmer in South Bend. Today, it rained, and the snow slushed itself away. Icicles came crashing down from the awnings of our building. (I’d gaze up fearfully whenever I would pass under them.)
Last night, a giant water droplet slid down an icicle and plunked me in the eye.
♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦
For our St. Valentine’s meal, Karin & I drove hither and thither, looking for an emptyish restaurant. All the parking lots were full. We settled for the food court at the mall, which, that night, was like a ghost town.
My buffet server was ecstatic to have a client. He heaped the food up in my styrofoam box.
“OK,” he said, “for three items and one drink, we give you one dollar off. ‘Valentine Special’.”
I tipped him two dollars.
♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦
Karin just figured out our taxes. This year, we’ll get a refund. 😊
Goodbye, Mother.
♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦
It’s been warmer in South Bend. Today, it rained, and the snow slushed itself away. Icicles came crashing down from the awnings of our building. (I’d gaze up fearfully whenever I would pass under them.)
Last night, a giant water droplet slid down an icicle and plunked me in the eye.
♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦
For our St. Valentine’s meal, Karin & I drove hither and thither, looking for an emptyish restaurant. All the parking lots were full. We settled for the food court at the mall, which, that night, was like a ghost town.
My buffet server was ecstatic to have a client. He heaped the food up in my styrofoam box.
“OK,” he said, “for three items and one drink, we give you one dollar off. ‘Valentine Special’.”
I tipped him two dollars.
♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦
Karin just figured out our taxes. This year, we’ll get a refund. 😊