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lizziebelleYou know that feeling you get when that scary noise you thought was coming from your car turns out to be from another car? I had that feeling on the way home today. About 5 minutes into my commute home (it's about a half-hour trip), I heard that sickening squeal that engines sometimes make. It stayed with me for several minutes, making me think it was my car. I kept hoping that it was actually the Kia in front of me (sorry, Kia driver), but was afraid it was mine. After I got over the bridge and picked up speed, it seemed to go away. Then, when I got off the highway, I heard the sound again. Then I noticed said Kia next to me. It went a different way, and I didn't hear the sound again, so I guess I dodged that bullet!
Whew!
I had to deal with all the talkative customers today. I spent waaaay too much time on the phone with 2 or 3 of them. High maintenance, these were. Needy. Sheesh!
Got some valentine cards for my mom, sis, and niece on my lunch break. Got a nifty Pepe Le Pew one for Willow. She'll love it! Reminded me of my dad. He spoke French like Pepe. "Fetchez-vous un ashtray, s'il vous plais!" Silly man, he was. Valentine's Day was my parents' anniversary. He always swore he was tricked into getting married that day by my Grandfather. He claimed not to be sentimental, but I know better. On the 25th anniversary of their meeting, he sent my mom a telegram that said "25 years ago today, Hedy Zandt stole my heart away." Tell me that's not sentiment! ;)
So glad it's Friday!
Whew!
I had to deal with all the talkative customers today. I spent waaaay too much time on the phone with 2 or 3 of them. High maintenance, these were. Needy. Sheesh!
Got some valentine cards for my mom, sis, and niece on my lunch break. Got a nifty Pepe Le Pew one for Willow. She'll love it! Reminded me of my dad. He spoke French like Pepe. "Fetchez-vous un ashtray, s'il vous plais!" Silly man, he was. Valentine's Day was my parents' anniversary. He always swore he was tricked into getting married that day by my Grandfather. He claimed not to be sentimental, but I know better. On the 25th anniversary of their meeting, he sent my mom a telegram that said "25 years ago today, Hedy Zandt stole my heart away." Tell me that's not sentiment! ;)
So glad it's Friday!
