Overheard: "Mom, what are those?" pointing to a row of canoes. "Paddle boats, you know, like a bike." Now I'M confused.
Talked to a lovely lady at the MPLS post office. Still won't get my packages for Christmas, but she says I can blame the USPS. So I will.
Just heard a coworker deadpan "I love my job". Decided to keep my "I DO love my job!" enthusiasm to myself.
Why is it that I'm more worried about the state of my car's health now that my check engine light is no longer glowing?
I almost fell off my ball rocking out to the SOTD: Paris (Ooh La La) by Grace Potter & The Nocturnals.
