Thursday, May 20, 2010
2 thoughts for Marissa after her comment
This morning Pam called, as always, to announce we will be having a simply gorgeous day...sunny and about 78 degrees. I was delighted since I have some running to do and replied, "Oh great! I am thrilled...I think I'll wear a dress!" A bit of a silence met me on the other end and then as nicely and as typically Pam as she can be I hear these words: "Knowing it's going to be sunny and beautiful and warm will never make me run to wear a dress." Pam doesn't own a dress. The one she had for her son's wedding last year has already been tossed out.
My mother-in-law was 60 years old when she became a mortician (and didn't seem to mind crusty dead bodies).
I don't know what I want to be when I grow up.