Blog Entry #130 - who-da thunk it! I don't think I've done 130 of many other things, but here I am - Blog #130. Feel free to look back and enjoy any of the previous 129 articles, I know I will. But for now, here we go . . . I was able to get out last week (finally!) for a few hours. I planned some shopping, both necessities and clothes browsing. I also planned to end the evening at Applebee's for a glass of wine and a snack. I questioned the purple with the red, but I think it works I managed to NOT buy anything (other than the necssities) so I was REALLY looking forward to the wine. I pulled into Applebee's parking lot and it was packed. Honestly, when I see that, my first reaction is to NOT go in. Too many people, too many opportunities for being "read". But the lack of anything fun happening up to that point gave me the courage to get out of the car and walk in. In the parking lot - One Giant Step For Julie As I entered, there were a few folk waitin
Funny how a random comment or reference can trigger a memory. That happened to me this morning. I was reminded of the Halloween in my Jr year of high school when I decided to be "a hooker" and enlisted the VERY willing help of a female friend, Alice. It was mostly her wardrobe, and I have vague memories of exactly what I was wearing. I went to her house the week prior to select the "costume". She had laid out 4 or 5 dresses for me to try. The first one was perfect, but that didn't stop me from wanting to try on all the others. Her mother, who was assisting, commented that I was enjoying my little fashion show. Alice supplied the shoes as well - good thing we were the same size - and I told her I'd take care of the undergarments. Our town did a Halloween Parade during the day on Oct 31, and I had "marched" with 2 friends - we were The Marx Brothers handing out candy along the parade route. So that evening I had transformed from Groucho to a Lady
I had a few hours to get out this afternoon, and I was looking forward to it, especially since I don't care two bits about "sports ball". So I got all dolled up in my best weather appropriate outfit - black tights and pumps, black pencil skirt, hot pink top and 3/4 sleeve jacket. I added a coat, grabbed my bag and headed out. Absolultley nothing to report initially -- a stop at the ATM, then Dollar Tree (Always Panty Liners pack of 40 for $1.25 - who can resist!), Walmart (needed some make up) and then a snack. It turns out the closest eattery of my choice (Perkins) is closed! Gone!! Kaput!!! Too bad, the staff there were ALWAYS friendly and complimentary. So I went to the next closest - Denny's. I was in the mood for pie and coffee, so Denny's it is. I walked in, it wasn't too busy, and the server at the counter was cashing someone out and said he'd be right with me. He was a late 20's guy named Daniel. He took me to a booth ("Is a booth O
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