It happened.

I love sitting in coffee shops trying to figure out who people are and what their purpose is being there at this particular time. It took me a few moments but I finally figured out that the couple that I was semi incongruously spying on behind a shelf of of cups were discussing religious teachings. I just haven't quite figured out their purpose. I think one might me a theology student and the other is either a nut or a pastor. Not quite sure. This spying all came about after I was locked out of my house. Yeah. That happened. 

Sometimes the words that come out of my mouth are not the ones that I practiced in my head. For example I meant to ask the barista to keep an eye on my stuff but instead ended up asking her permission to use the bathroom...yeesh. 


OK back to why I was locked out. Well, I knew it was going to be an insanely busy day so I preemptively loaded the car with everything I needed. I had to take Bezor the dog of terror to the vet for shots and then the kennel for boarding. Well I was finished with that a lot sooner than expected so I decided to take some much needed me time and go home and zone out with a cup of tea. I'll admit I used to not care for the stuff but much like mushrooms, no no not the magical kind, I've become hooked. Yeah. That happened. 


While we were waiting to go into the changing room for swim lessons this mom and her two little girls come walking down the hallway. They were the most prim and prop children I have seen in a long long time. I thought they were gonna bust out with British accents or curtsy after completing a sentence. They were both donned in pea coats with faux leopard print. The oldest girl after performing her ballet routine informed me in the most serious tone that she was here to sign up for lessons because "she found that she only sticks her head in the water." I probably looked like a dumb billy goat with my mouth open. I didn't know what to say. There I was sitting with my four year old who had put her vest on over her coat and was making silly faces at me and it seemed we were staring at her antithesis in the mirror. Yeah. It happened. And I giggled inwardly. 


We had some time to kill and not enough time to run home. As I've mentioned before everything around here is a good 20 minute span from anything else. So, we're at the library and I'm reading A a book about the first Thanksgiving. She points to picture of a Pilgrim and asked me what that was.


Me: "That's a Pilgrim."


A: "I thought that was a human."


Me: "It's both. A Pilgrim and a human" (starts to pee her pants with laughter.)


A: "So it's not a human." (is fighting hard to not die from laughter)


Even the librarian was fighting hard not to laugh. Yeah I cried while reading in the library. It happened. 


I saw an older woman today moving with such slow careful purpose. I thought to myself, I don't ever want to be that old. This body is tired now. I can't imagine how tired she must be. I don't want to get old. No thank you.


Let's see there was a dim witted newbie at Subway. A long line at Freddy's. A drive to Anchorage. A trip to the grocery store. A zombie (that's me) making a cheese cake.  Now a night on the couch. Good gravy.