I received an email Friday morning from a local blogger Kristin wanting to know if we could get together to MIRL at Starbucks. I’m all about mid-morning caffeination spur of the moment and had to be in that part of town anyway to meet Mr. CPQ for lunch, so I gladly accepted her offer and met her around 10:30.
I knew we’d get along well because she walked in the door wearing some killer shoes that she had literally just bought across the street because (and I quote) “I was PMSing and thought that they’d make me less cranky while we sat here talking.”
Even better than the shoes was the matching iPhone cover and the fun chunky necklace she was wearing. She totally had a chi-chi look going on and I felt completely inadequate in my $2 KMart flip flops, but then I drank my grande, extra hot, soy, no water chai latte and got over it.
We had just settled ourselves at the table to gab when a French Canadian clown walked by and asked us to watch her things for her while she went to the bathroom. Since we were not in an airport and therefore out of TSA’s jurisdiction, I felt semi-comfortable watching her things.
And to thank us for being jolly (her words), she made us balloons.
And then Kristin looked at me and said, “So things like this really DO happen to you, huh?”
I can’t make this stuff up.
Have a nice day.
The winners of the Chick-fil-A giveaway are Jennifer, Jackie, and Tracey. Congratulations to all of you. Jennifer and Jackie, drop me an email and let me know your address so I can mail it to you. (Tracey, I’ll catch up with you at church this weekend.)
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Timestamp: 2010-04-12 13:11:22 UTC