Well, LA was surreal at various moments…. like my hippy experience at Aroma Cafe… my friend and I went to get coffee.  He asked for a scone, and they responded, “grrrreat……(pause- insert cricket chirping here) any scone?”  My friend:  What kind do you have?”  Hippy response, “Weeellll, let’s go and see!”  Then there is a somewhat sexy, breathless litany of the various scone types.  After choosing a scone, my friend and I head to register to pay.  The following conversation ensued:

Register guy that had to have been smoking:  Hey

Giant pause

Us:  Hey

Giant pause

Register guy THTHBS:  Are you being helped?

Us (after another baffled pause): Um, we just need to pay.

Register guy THTHBS:  Great……………………….OK…………………..Sure!

Seriously?  Maybe I am ready for NY.

Left LA early Wednesday morning – had way too much luggage as I was attempting to empty my LA storage space.  The guys at Flyaway weren’t so happy with me – and try as I might, batting my eyelashes at 5 in the morning was pretty painful.  But it either worked, or they just felt plain sorry for me.

Drove home from NY and arrived in PA about 130AM.  Being on LA time, I just stayed up til 230AM trying to complete my French homework… because silly me scheduled a lesson first thing Thursday morning.

And, then I woke up today to one of those wonderful days- lots of good things happening:

Wonderful email from a friend.

Wonderful email from another friend.

Wonderful text from another friend.

Discovered I will be going to Boston first two days at new job for orientation.

Hair colored, hair cut, and my stylist goes to NY often – so she can do my color in NY.

It’s all good.

So, now watching movie with Verbal asleep on my lap.  It’s a happy day.

As ever,

K. Quinn