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Today I went out to the mailbox hoping to get a bill. Of Course I had been painting walls --and who changes clothes to go to the mailbox?. Other than my next door neighbor who has the gift of shopping and has four closets full of super clothes from Goodwill -- usually with price tags intact. So I strolled out, wearing Classic Beige -- I know, I know - who would have thought Miss Meg and beige lived in the same house.... I didn't pick it. Anyway, quit interrupting, I'm at the end of the drive and a truck pulls up in front of me. It's an old buddy I used to chat with often when Dog and I made the round-the-block trip every morning. He was so pleased to see me wearing paint on the end of my nose. As he quizzed me, another oldie - but goodie-- came rounding the corner being dragged by a unfamiluar pup. We called out greetings as she lurched by. Now I haven't seen these people in months and the day I venture forth attired in beige splattered sweats there they are!! As I trudged back to the house my next door neighbor, the fashion plate, yelled "Nice outfit!" and then "I need you to put a zipper in one of my jackets -- I can't find my foot." I'm such a lovely person. I didn't tell her to check her mouth or anything ugly like that... Sometimes my niceness is just amazing to me. |
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