| Sunday, July 31, 2005 |
| Rockin' Robin |
Remember the American Robin and Western Meadowlark I told you about on our trip to the zoo last weekend? I found the robin in Dakota's bed. It no smell so good.
In further news, I was so proud of myself for getting myself up this morning at a reasonable hour and getting to church on time with Lauren in tow. The service was good as usual, but Garth was nowhere to be seen.
As I was about to leave the sanctuary, I noticed the outfit of a woman about 10 feet in front of me. She was wearing white capris, a neon green top, and a hot fushia pink wrap. It wasn't a tight knit or crochet cover-up, it had medium-sized fisherman's net diamond holes in it. I think the green and pink combo was hypnotizing me. I had to look away, so I looked up to the woman's hair, it was short, spikey, and dark gray. That's odd, I thought...kinda old to be wearing tha...then she turned.
It was the old HDL. At my church. Egad! I don't think she saw me, but I've decided that if I run into her and she wants to chat, I will say, "There is nothing I have to say to you" and walk away. Am I being too selfish and rude for having been lied to my face and talked about behind my back with no apology? |
| posted by ieatcrayonz @ 7/31/2005 |
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