...While at my Mother's shoppe...

My sister and I were asked to "babysit" my mother's shoppe for the day. A full 4 hours to remedy the never ending question that I always have..."What am I going to do today?" Well, here I sit, in front of my mother's computer, typing away. Only reason behind it, my computer at the apartment, doesn't have internet connection. Scratch that...we don't have cable, period. Plus, there really isn't much to do out here, in Mill Race. It's pretty boring...I suppose...

We've had one...just one...customer since we arrived at 11:30am. Let me just tell you, I wanted to scream, punch and throw my mother's register out the window that is unable to be opened, because I believe it was painted shut. The register just wasn't working for me. Oh well. The customer was a very nice, older woman. She had bought fabric that she realized, once she got home, that the fabric had a stain/burn on it. Needless to say, I did an even exchange. It wasn't exactly an "even" exchange as the piece I gave her was just a tad bit bigger then the one that was damaged. No harm done. Just making the customer happy. Needless to say, after the whole exchange, I was able to figure out how to get the register to work. Dam technology.

I found the oddest of things in her "ladies" room. A stack of emails, printed out, that are obviously her verision of "bathroom humor." I laughed at a bunch of them, and realized that my mom's humor is not as dry as I thought it was.

It's 1:44pm and I have a little over 2 hours and 20 minutes to go until we leave. My sister is being a porch dweller, doing the only thing that I believe we know how to do real well, People Watch.

Have you ever just sat somewhere, for 10 minutes...or 30 minutes...or an hour, and People Watch? It's quite fun. Sometimes we try to figure out what they are talking about (if we can't hear what they are actually talking about). We even make up our own dialog, which can be quite funny/dirty/nasty all at the same time.

So, in about 2 months (November to be exact), Pat and I will be journeying cross country to Arizona to visit our very good and very beautiful friend, Stacy.

I'm extremely excited, not only for the secret purpose of the trip, but to visit with Stacy. The last time we'd seen her, was New Year's Eve when we travelled down to NC for the long weekend.

I don't know who is more excited for the trip, Pat, Stacy, or I. I would gather that it would be me, as I've never been to Arizona. Pat hasn't either, but the point is, I need/want/have to have a vacation!

Even though it is going to be a short vacation, it's certainly needed...for both Pat and I.

Plus, while there, we'd most likely get to see Andrea. Maybe I should message her and tell her we're coming out...or maybe Stacy has already told her....

Ahh, that breeze is wonderful......if only I was on the beach somewhere....

Eh. I guess I should go to expedia or priceline and get prices for plane tickets...