Best. Day. Ever
Impossibly and wonderfully short first “thing” of the day. Winner winner, ham and turkey dinner.
Then I ran to Bux. My favorite barista told me how great I looked and asked “my number now.”
Now, we’ve had this ongoing thing where she will ask me how much weight I’ve lost. I use my highest number as a baseline.
I thought for a second and said “76.”
Before I could do the math, though, another barista yelled out, “Her number is 1-800-BABE!”
LMAO.
They congratulated me and we all went about our day.
Then I walked outside and found a lucky penny on the ground. Heads side was up.
Good to see you, Abe. I already knew it was a good day, but it was good to have the confirmation.
I love this day.