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Fairytales for a Practical Princess - 2008-11-30
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10:29 a.m. - 2004-05-25
Did y’all hear the thud yesterday? That was me. Fell over from shock. I’d been debating aloud what to make for lunch. Hamburgers were a given, the meat was nearing the ‘use it or lose it’ stage. But what to have with the burgers? “Hmmnn…Potato salad?” That’s when Mike said, “Yeah! Your potato salad is really good!” I waited for the qualifier. Some shiv in the ribs about how Mary’s potato salad is WONDERFUL or how Nancy always adds pimentos and it’s so yummy. Nada. The put-down never came! That’s when I fell over. Then this morning he asked me to see if I could find something for him on the Net. A client wants brass handrails installed in front of his business. Had to be brass. Had to be weather-worthy. Had to conform to building code. Steel, iron, wood, even bronze were easy enough, but brass was next to imposs. I googled like mad. Sifted through at least 50 industrial metal websites until I scored. Not only found the brass railing, but got the company’s fax, 800 number, and downloaded their catalog. I printed up the pertinent pages so Mike could show them to the client. I gave the bundle to Mike. He flipped out! Perfect! Exactly what the client was looking for! He thanked me like 5 times. Gave me a hug and said I was ‘invaluable’. Two compliments within 24 hours? I thanked him nicely. Then locked myself in the bathroom and did the Happy Dance. He can be taught! Will wonders never cease? What next? He might say something nice about me in front of other people? Public displays of affection? I’ll finally get a handle installed on the hot water tap in the kitchen? The mind boggles. Stunned, ~LA Today’s Horribly Annoying Pick: “Shock The Monkey” by Peter Gabriel ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ To use a terrible pun, all things did come to ‘pass’ and this morning’s weight-loss total was 53lbs. Yes, I broke down and bought a scale. Yes, I’m getting obsessive with it. Yes, I mean to bore all of you with breathless updates every time I lose an ounce. ~LA
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