I was attacked by an old lady at the grocery store today. Attacked as in I was told her life story for a good 20 minutes before she finally let me go. In her 70s and currently doing a display for Slim Fast. Normally she does the wine, but they don't have that set up until afternoons. Part of me wondered if I was stopped at first because I'm overweight and clearly need a Slim Fast bar, but she said she had to stop me because I have pretty long hair and my son has dimples and we looked like the perfect mommy & son. Riiight. She proceeded to tell me about her children, she pretty much hates her daughter who is 50, and she has had the same winter coat for thirty some years. She also has what she calls the "Funeral Coat" which travels amongst she and her friends with the soul purpose of attending funerals and wakes whilst wearing it. It has matching leopard print gloves. This amused me.
Anyway! I'm sitting here having skipped lunch eating said Slim Fast Fudge Brownie bar (
not bad but not something I'd eat every day after a few more bites, I'm not entirely sure this is actually edible.) and a Blueberry-Pomegranate Gatorade... lovely combo, no?
I also remembered to sign on AIM! HIGH FIVE, ANYONE!? Oh oh, it's Tiffany on AIM! Hurray! Someone human and female to talk to!