This is Karen Ann’s Tea Room. I’ve been hanging out here since September. It’s close to the cats that I do vet checks on twice a week, which makes it very (too) convenient. They have good food, Morgan blend tea, WiFi and a relaxed atmosphere. Some days I show up before noon and don’t leave until closing at 4:30. I’m on first name basis with the staff, and if I say “the usual” they know what I mean.
I’m far more comfortable with this unemployment situation than I should be.
Listening to Gene Shay’s Sunday night folk show on WXPN while torching some soup for dinner. Quiet end to the weekend. I’ve tried to get multiple glucose readings on Satan’s Little Fart Cloud today, but I also had to bath her, which I’m hoping is why the afternoon readings are a little high. After this…
It’s 2:14 and I’m not asleep.
I’ve yet again been privileged to add an internet friend to my list of face-to-face friends. These are artificial categories at best; if I’ve learned nothing else these past three years or so, I have learned that friendship has absolutely nothing to do with physical proximity. But it’s always nice to see the face and…
One of the things that I’ve omitted mentioning recently is that I itch. I’m not talking little mosquito bite itch. I’m not even talking poison ivy itch. I’m talking itch that makes you seriously consider removing your skin down to the sub-dermal fat layer. I’m talking itch that makes you claw frantically at whatever part…
This is the Finkelstein Test. Follow along, boys and girls: 1. Make a fist with the fingers closed over the thumb2. While holding your hand in this position, bend your wrist towards the little finger.3. See area indicated in yellow in the diagram above? If you get a shooting pain there (which can be bad…
Amen… 😉
A place like that is a treasure. There’s one not far from me that’s been a second home for several years. Unfortunately it changed hands last year, and has lost a certain "something", but I’m lucky to have had it for so long.
Enjoy yours.
So you returned the glove. All you had to do was give it back to her and leave. Hey, she was with the pharmacist et al and would have been fine, right?
Geez, Sal. You were the human touch she needed and you responded to that where most people wouldn’t have. You took the time to just be with her so she wasn’t so afraid. Don’t diminish what you did out of a sense of modesty or hide behind the hyde of a salamander who walks through fire unhurt. You did it because you’re a good person and it was the right thing to do under the circumstances that you found when you returned the glove to her. You aren’t a person who walks away from what you think is the right thing to do, which is probably why you’re unemployed right now (please don’t hit me for saying that *laffs*).
I stand behind my statement. You’re a good egg and I’m very glad to know you. I wish there were more people like you in the world.
P.S. I’d LOVE to visit that tea room with you!
You look great!!