There’s a Starbucks in my old town. I’m stunned.
What usually takes me eleven hours to drive took fourteen thanks to torrential rains, accidents (none involving us, thank goodness), and the slowest waiter east of the Mississippi. I think I’ve been urban too long and will have to readjust to the more relaxed pace of life in the Deep South. And also to being asked, “Sweet or unsweet?” when iced tea is ordered.
However, we are here safe and sound, though I’m not sure my nephew Aaron would agree. Apparently we froze him to death in the car. Fortunately, this did not prevent him from hours of texting with a certain lovely someone or watching two movies on the portable DVD player plugged into the cigarette lighter. Why didn’t we have all his technology when I was a teenager? (The movies, btw, were Monty Python and the Holy Grail and Little Miss Sunshine.)
You didn’t think I’d forget y’all, did you? I brought the book with me!
If you want something to be happy about, please comment with a page number between 1 and 611, and another number between 1 and 25, and I’ll report back to you after I get some sleep.
There’s no place like home.
Yay – Dorothy this week! There’s definitely no place like home. 198, 16 please.
“sauerbraten: pot roast marinated several days in vinegar with vegetables and spices”
Page 8 Number 25, please.
“split-second thrills”
I Like that one!! =0)I need a thrill after the boring Dean’s meeting I just got out of.
Glad you made it OK.
Page 347, number 14, please.
Thanks, me, too. I’m the only one up. I’m thinking of sneaking out to the cemetery, but it would be so sad if Tom and Aaron woke up to be CARLESS and hungry. Speaking of which,
From the book:
“hot biscuits, oatmeal with cream”
Is MGH joining you?!?
how about 482 and 4?
“the ballot box”
I brought the book with me!
Now that’s what I call being devoted to your fans!
Page 114, # 8 please.
I’m a giver. 😉
From the book:
“skewered steak and shrimp”
Suddenly the turkey sandwich I brought for lunch looks very unappealing.
You can give it to me. I’m starving. And still the only one awake.
Dash would like 564 number 4 and I would like 121 number 11
For the Dashmaster:
“astronomers observing”
For you:
“scenic, sandy, salubrious Cape Ann”
I just noticed your frappuccino cup is looking on the “half-empty” side. What kinda Hump Day you runnin’ here, lady?
Can I have page page 2, item #1, please? : )
Half-full, my friend. Half-full.
“hamburger pizza”
Thank you! I was gunning for “waffles,” but hamburger pizza sounds pretty damned good. : )
Come on over to my place; I’ve got hot biscuits and oatmeal with cream going on. I’ll even throw in some brown sugar.
“… and will have to readjust to the more relaxed pace of life in the Deep South.”
Sounds perfect for a holiday . . .