I thought you might enjoy my next spastic moment that occurred after I posted last. As I logged off and got ready to leave Panera I wanted a refill of iced tea for the road. As I walked to the drink area I put my purse (the across the shoulder type) on and then my backpack. With a cafe full of couples and 9 year olds watching, somehow the left strap of the backpack was entangled in my purse strap behind my back -- and I didn't know this until my left arm was already stuck halfway in to the mess. So I am standing in the middle of the restaurant, drink in right hand, left hand trapped behind my back, and I can not figure out what in the world to do about it. My face must have been bright red because I could feel the heat beaming from my cheeks. The only way I could get out of the trap was to go to a table and put everything down and start all over...
The good news is that I have figured out how to allow you, my multitude of readers, to leave comments about my posts. The next challenge is how to add links with additional information about me and the rag tag characters of my life.
The good news is that I have figured out how to allow you, my multitude of readers, to leave comments about my posts. The next challenge is how to add links with additional information about me and the rag tag characters of my life.
who you calling ragtag and what are you doing at panera on a sat evening?
Ha ha! I saw rag tag as a compliment on the eclectic qualities of my friends, family and students. I like them to be rag tag! And what am I doing at Panera on a Saturday evening? BLOGGING. :) I like writing in public places when I can; for some reason words come more easily. Puck (my dh) was supposed to be napping, though I came home to find out that he didn't nap but did some housework instead. SO, it was very productive, going to Panera.