|La Madeleine's in the Rain|
My first stop was Team Honda to have the oil changed in my van. I didn't arrive until 10:30 and expected to find the waiting room full - instead, I had it all to myself for most of my wait. Maybe a rainy day is the perfect time to have your car serviced. Just before I left, a young mother came in with a cute little toddler. The mother and I chatted, and I told her that we will have new twin grandbabies in July. She said that she is a twin, and her husband is a twin! Needless to say, they wouldn't have been surprised if their little girl had been twins. These days I see or hear about twins more often than usual - or so it seems. I guess I just zero in on anything having to do with twins now that I know little twin rascals are headed our way.
I ate lunch at La Madeleine's - a Chicken Caesar Salad and a mini Lemon Tart. I don't like eating alone in a restaurant. I used to avoid it by getting my lunch at some fast food drive-thru and eating in the car. But it's hard to do that and stay within my daily allotment of Weight Watcher's points. I guess being twenty pounds lighter than I was is worth feeling lonely in a restaurant. It wasn't too bad. Watching rain drops roll down the window panes is mesmerizing.
All the experts - spouting endless statistics - say that our economy is sluggish, retail profits are down, and unemplyment is up. It seems logical that this would mean an increase in the quality of customer service at retail establishments. Not necessarily. At Babies R Us there were zero cash registers in operation. I had to wait while a manager got on the PA system and begged someone to please come and open a register. When I was ready to check out at Walgreen's, the cashier near the front door told me her computer was down, and I would have to check out in the photo department or the pharmacy. I went to the photo department and found it deserted, so I walked to the back of the store and paid in the pharmacy.
When I got out to my van, I realized that I didn't have my keys. I checked my purse and all my pockets. No, no keys. I looked in the car, expecting to see them in the ignition. No, not there either. What in the world had I done with my keys? I hurried back inside and retraced my steps. Fortunately, my keys were on the pharmacy counter, right where I left them.
I stopped at the Addis post office on the way home and found my box full of good stuff - the local Riverside Reader that Jerry likes so much, letters from Singapore and Hawaii, and two post cards from Pennsylvania. Good mail brightens any day!