G and I visited Budapest on one 4th of July in the 1980's to serve Big Macs to the American Embassy staff and other embassy guests. The Russian ambassador filled his coat pockets with Big Macs. Twice. The Special Sauce was sent from Germany in a "diplomatic pouch". Before leaving, I had money to spend in the airport and bought a dozen painted eggs. I still have them all. Still love them.Today was a good day. I had about 15 students in my class and finished in 55 minutes. Then I answered questions for about an hour, one on one. That's why I stay employed, I guess. Later in the afternoon I diagramed the making of a terrarium for a lovely customer. Ed brought me a nice orange from his trip. I know he went to Mexico and San Diego and that there was a boat involved. Ed is 87 and tells a very loopy story. But he's a great guy and we all love him at work. Ed is in charge of seeds. I stepped in some cat poop at work and Riley is now in love with my shoes. G is eating but I have no idea what I want. Perhaps, popcorn.
I'm tired. The good kind of tired. I read some Wallander at lunchtime. It was nice and restful. So now I think I will eat something, change into jammies and start watching Curling until I fall asleep. Good Night.
1 comment:
I think your painted egg is beautiful. I can see why you love it still, even after all these years.
I think it's wonderful that you take the time to do a one on one approach. In these days of always increasing impersonal "service" it's heartening to know that there's someone who still takes the time to give good service to her "customers." I love that you designed a terrarium for someone. I bet they were happy.
Enjoy the Wallander. I'm glad uit was such a good day.
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