Friday was the monthly meeting of Judy and her gal friends for lunch. She talked
I was then kidnapped and made to go to Kohl’s with my abductors! You can see them gathered in a tactical meeting about how to disperse and attack the Kohl’s sales going on in every department.
I backed off, and took up a sleepy seat in the vestibule, across from an old gentleman from Crossville, about 60 miles west of
He was also very upset over the state of the economy, “Mark my word, this here store will be closed within a year!” I did not argue, just agreed and closed my eyes behind my sunglasses. Finally, his “old lady” arrived from her mission to “drain him dry” with several bags and they left, with him shuffling along behind grumbling that she was going too fast.
On the way home, Katie and I swapped snaps, and poked fun at Judy, and the very loud cell phone call from her mother!
Note how Katie pretended to be concerned for UT as we listened to the play on the radio. Turns out, UT won, but I complained. I had picked them to lose in my fantasy bracket picks. “Papaw, that’s not very nice of you,” she scolded me.
“Hey, they won the SEC Championship, so that’s all I wanted this season. Besides, I stand to win big if I’m successful!”
“How much money you go’na win?”
“Well…none, but I need to beat Corey!”
It was a good day.