On New Year's Eve morning, I met Kay, an Aberdeen neighbor for ten years, at Panera on Beechmont. We had children around the same age, did a lot of sewing projects, and Sarah always loved Kay's chocolate chip cookies.
After a while we moved across the street for lunch at LaRosa's - on Kay, since I forgot my money, license, and cards. Here's the story: I am so not a purse person and usually carry a little zippered pouch in my back jeans pocket. In the latest Oprah magazine, though, I read that plain old jeans are not a good look for women my age and determined to upgrade a little. All that is fine, but I ran out the door with the little pouch still in the back pocket of the plain old jeans I left at home. Obviously this upgrading is going to require a different way of carrying money.
It was fun catching up with Kay, and she emailed some family pictures when she got home. I'm sure I could have walked by either of her children and not recognized them. We'll do more catching up in a few weeks, and lunch will be on me.
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