I stopped in at the grocery store to pick up a few things on my way home from work. There was a tall dark-haired man there in his 40s who seemed to be everywhere I was, sort of eyeing me funny every time I turned a corner. I started to think he was following me. I was looking for a container of almonds and there he was again, in front of me.
"Good selection, isn't it?"
"Yep, good selection." I answered, nodding but barely looking up.
"So, tell me something. Do you like nuts?" He asked.
I looked up and and he was sort of smiling, one side of his mouth drawn up tighter than the other
I immediately stopped what I was doing and walked away.
I skipped the almonds but I finished buying everything else I set out for and even though I thought there was a chance he was still following me around the store I didn't for a second give the impression of being nervous. I wouldn't give him the satisfaction.
Things here this week were...happening...on all avenues but love [and no, my run-in in the grocery store doesn't count], which is fine because V-day is kind of cheese to me anyway. I bought everyone at work easter creme eggs because they far surpass any and all v-day treats.
And you should see my new winter boots, purchased just in time for the storm this week. While they're warm and have sensible treads they're also tall and slender and look sexy with skirts. Me likey.
Also I'm obsessed with facebook right now.
Between interviews and writing, I'm planning my trip to California, which is only a couple of weeks away. I'm meeting my sister, who lives in Europe, there for a week and a half. We haven't seen each other in 2 years. When we were teenagers we used to dream we were going to travel across North America together in a VW van. We were going to head for Mexico in our 'magic bus'. We even wrote a song about it once. I wish I could remember how it went. I bet you she would. I guess intersecting international flights will do.
For the next two weeks I'm going to focus on all the good things going on in my life and not wish the time away counting down to my vacation. I have to tell you though, while it may not be tropical where I'm going, it will sure as hell beat bitter arctic weather patterns like the one stationed over Toronto for the past 4 weeks. You know how I feel about the groundhog so I would never want to dis him, but come on GH, you promised us spring!