I’m back in Statesboro after my 3-week visit to Mom and the Dallas people. I have about one week in order to get everything together and packed for my trip to London. I’m excited.
Today I was very bad, I bought The Sims 2. I shouldn’t have, but with my friend talking about the characters that she designed, her and all her friends, and them interacting and having kids and such… (I’m a grandparent now to twins)… I just really wanted it, unlike I have ever wanted something so trivial and costly. On my way back, I stopped by the water department to pay my water bill for this month and next, since I’ll be gone. And heading back home, I noticed a new bakery. Of course I had to pay my respects. Mmmm, sweet respects. I bought two cheese danishes and two little apple turnovers. They were selling fresh baguettes for a dollar-some and French rolls nearly the size of my head for 40 cents. (I just had a thorough cleaning and am recovering from severe Gingivitis, so my gums are too tender to take on a hard French roll, so I left it for the time being.) I’m going to give Meghan one of the danishes and turnovers tonight.
After the bakery, I was biking on the bike trail with no one around and I saw a train engine, blaring it’s horn, chugging down the tracks next to me… backward. That’s a common sight around here, so I just watched it. Then I had the overwhelming childish urge to wave at the conductor, which I did. So there was me, flying down this bike path, wind sweeping through my, now very short, hair, waving like a child at this backward-moving engine. It must have looked silly, but it was so much fun.
So now I’m going to start up my Sims game and have a grand ole time. Tah-tah!
