I forgot to tell you about Sita (squirrel) and the kitty. (yesterdays news) Sita is skiddish and shy. She tends to freeze. Her body will be stretched out on a tree head down and she freezes like a squirrel rug. Yesterday, she was in her half way pose but she was scolding and scolding. At the foot of the tree was a young grey and white cat. Her white tipped tail was waving back and forth like a warrior. If the Sita were to come down and challenge the warrior catlet, neither would know what to do with the other. They would have run in opposite direction. So funny to watch . Sita would run half way around the tree and kitty would run to the opposite side. And then back again. Like a dance.
Today there were three squirrels eating bird seed at the bottom of the feeder.
NM was quiet. I helped a few people. Most were either getting ready for Thanksgiving or Chirstmas shopping. I prayed that more people would come in and spend $$$$. The traffic did pick up. Then I got tired. Totally exhausted. Luckily it was time for me to go home.
I sat on the sofa and rested. Suddenly the phone began to ring. Em invited us to dinner with her and Bobby--at their fav restaurant Amber Indian. In lieu of our having Thanksgiving dinner together. I would probably have said that I was too tired, but we're spending Thanksgiving in B town with the littles, so . . . . We're lucky that our kids want to spend time with us. Very.
O.K. I said the phone began to ring. I meant the phones. My land line and my cell. Chris our Schwan's guy, Em, Rain . . . . and so on. . . all at once. I had to call people back. It's weird when that happens. I thought Chirs was very young--maybe 20. He's not and this is what happened to him because he was mistreated during a buy out--working with Schwans. The company that took over from the company he worked for . . . . He had to leave. Now he has to support a family with older kids on his Schwan's salary. It's hard. So I always try to buy from him. If we don't need any food, I buy for the kids.
I was so very tired on the way to Amber Indian. I prayed that God would protect me and give me strength. It was raining and chilly. I used my red umbrella. Inside I got hot Indian tea right away. Sometimes that will keep me awake. OK I'm strange. If Em gets the tea, I get it too and it doesn't keep me awake. (copy catism) Actually, two cups will keep me awake. Usually I can get by with one and it's soooo yummmy. I got tandoree shimp. It was perfectly spiced and perfectly cooked.
Em was telling us funny work stories. Peyton Place. But sooo funny. We just laughed and listened to Elvis. And laughed some more. It's great to eat with Em and Bobby because they are so funny.
"Every time I trust my gut it comes out better." Kevin, Top Chef. I like that quote.
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