Dispatches

It’s raining in Nashville, meaning traffic is a nightmare. People are driving like maniacs, then wondering why there are accidents. I can’t figure out why they can’t figure out what the problem is!

All that said, getting in to work was a bit of an adventure. But I’m here now, even though I ran a stop light and completely deserve a ticket, even though the running of the stop light was not intentional. Let’s hope there were no cameras. . .

Anyway, it’s “Dispatches” day. And you’ve been waiting all week for this. Admit it! You love me! You really love me!

Yeah, I know I’m weird. Ready? ‘Cause here we go!

• If I were writing letters today, I would have so many to write. Like this one: Dear bricklayer guy at Danbury on Edmonson Pike, Please don’t wear flesh-colored T-shirts. That is just WAY disconcerting. And really, button the sides of your overalls. That’s just like not buttoning or zipping your pants. Combined with your flesh-colored shirt, it also leads me to experience horror while still a distance away and digust when closer. Or this one: Dear Andy Davis, I love you. Unabashedly. My friend Brandy and I once had a fight over who could have you (we both have our strong points. My only one is that I live in Nashville.) Anyway, I love you. But I do not love the super-v shirt on men. It’s just disturbing. Yet you seem happy to wear it. You’re still pretty and multi-talented, but the shirt . . . it’s just not OK.

• Yesterday, I had a hair appointment, but the salon called to say my stylist was sick and rescheduled it for today. I thought that was weird . . . I guess she knew it would a short-lived sickness? Anyway, the appointment is today. Since I’ve been trying to grow my hair out, I’m not quite sure what I want to have done, except some shaping and/or layers. Because it’s a bit crazy. And even though I always try to make sure my hair looks cute when I’m going to see the stylist (?), today I had to give that up. I got rained on coming into the building since I was too lazy to get my umbrella out. Oh, well!

• Speaking of coming into the building, another employee actually held the door open for me! Yay, manners! But when we got inside and had to go through some other doors, I got there first and held the door open for him. He wouldn’t come through unless I went first. OK, that’s nice. But it’s also kind of awkward at the same time, because it left me feeling a bit stupid for trying to be polite and open the door for him. But points for attempting to treat me like a lady.

• Things I’ve learned in the last week: darts are hard to sew (not throwing darts, but these kind of darts), eating fresh pineapple then drinking a large gulp of coffee leads to a not-so-pleasant taste in your mouth, and while you can use self-rising flour to make cookies in a pinch (if you omit baking soda and salt in the recipe) it’s not really the ideal trade-off. The cookies will NOT be the same. And they’ll be too salty in your opinion. Or at least in mine.

• I love the quote from Rhett Butler in “Gone with the Wind” that goes a little like this: You need to be kissed and by someone who knows how. I momentarily thought it would be hilarious to make that my Facebook status once, then realized the can o’ worms that would open up. So, I quickly moved on from that idea!

• I’m going to RI, MA, and NH in October for an actual vacation! We should ALL go. (OK, that’s impossible, I know!)

• The DJ who replaces Lt. Dan on Lightning Request lunch when he’s doing afternoons is annoying. I actually don’t listen if she’s doing the show!

OK, enough about me! I hope you all have a beautiful and blessed day. 🙂