Ramblings of a Wandering Luney

"Good afternoon, sir. I mean ma'am! I'm so sorry ma'am!" I laughed as he tried to cover his tracks. No, my hair isn't that short. I laughed not because I was being condescending nor because I thought he was dumb, but because I've been there. And I smiled as he blushed. Whew, what a day. Work was long and boring even though we got out early. I spent my lunch break wandering around downtown, and actually found some places I never knew existed. I smiled to myself at the strange looks I got: first for me walking around munching on an apple, later for walking down Lexington looking in the Ashevillian shops while wearing business attire. A sign caught my eye: Izzy's coffee. I had never been there, although I knew most of the coffee shops in Asheville. I had also heard my coworkers murmuring the day before about the owner commiting suicide. So I was curious and entered. By the time I left I was carrying the best chai latte I had in a long time and a free bumper sticker that read: Friends don't let friend's drink Starbucks.

I couldn't have asked for a better ride. I expected to be half dead right now after riding a thoroughbred who hadn't been ridden since December, but I couldn't have been more wrong. Not one crow hop, not one spook, he listened to everything I asked him and did it perfectly (as perfectly as his lack of muscle would allow). So relaxing, so wonderful.

Wow, I forgot I was posting because I started talking to a friend, then went to go make dinner. Wow. I made shrimp quesadillas tonight and they came out surprisingly good. Yay for becoming a better cook every so slowly. Sooo stuffed now. I think I've been eating too much lately trying to get my parents off my back, which isn't good. So frustrating. Oh well. Have a wonderful night!