Chickweed of Bluster
Mar. 13th, 2025 09:05 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
ismoI slept until 6:30 without getting up, but somehow I still didn't feel great today. We had leftover cream cheese from the last time I got bagels, and finally got around to going out for more bagels. We thought going early would be more efficient, but we arrived just as the high school student crowd was picking up their breakfasts, and the staff were down one and feeling overwhelmed, so we had to wait. Also, they were already out of cinnamon raisin bagels! You have to get up pretty early to get one of those. Apparently some of the moms and dads were also getting breakfast. It was my misfortune to be waiting next to a table full of the most insufferable yuppie couples imaginable. The sheer meanness of some of the shenanigans they were bragging about and laughing over made me want to push their faces into the table on my way out, but I restrained myself. Anyway, I would have spilled my coffee had I done so. My little vices have saved me from many a worse sin.
We enjoyed our bagels in the comparative peace of home. Then I hauled myself off to the grocery store. I astonished my favorite checker with a personal record of "saving" 76 dollars. Of course, to save that much, you have to buy stuff, but it was still a pretty good deal. The mellifluous Tony, who used to sing to himself as he worked, used to be my favorite, but alas, he has either retired or moved on. Now my favorite guy is Ron, who has diamond earrings and is rather sarcastic. It was Pie Day, and the pie was on sale, so part of my savings resulted from buying chicken pot pie AND apple pie. It seems wrong somehow to eat an all-pie dinner, but how can something that tastes so right be wrong?
I spied the full moon peeking out between the houses back of us, and now it has completely disentangled itself from the tree branches and is rising high. There's a pretty good chance the sky will be clear enough to see the eclipse, but I wouldn't bet on our chances of waking up at 3:30 am for totality.
We enjoyed our bagels in the comparative peace of home. Then I hauled myself off to the grocery store. I astonished my favorite checker with a personal record of "saving" 76 dollars. Of course, to save that much, you have to buy stuff, but it was still a pretty good deal. The mellifluous Tony, who used to sing to himself as he worked, used to be my favorite, but alas, he has either retired or moved on. Now my favorite guy is Ron, who has diamond earrings and is rather sarcastic. It was Pie Day, and the pie was on sale, so part of my savings resulted from buying chicken pot pie AND apple pie. It seems wrong somehow to eat an all-pie dinner, but how can something that tastes so right be wrong?
I spied the full moon peeking out between the houses back of us, and now it has completely disentangled itself from the tree branches and is rising high. There's a pretty good chance the sky will be clear enough to see the eclipse, but I wouldn't bet on our chances of waking up at 3:30 am for totality.
