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The Standard of Long

Beauty in the day: the first-grader caught me during his breakfast. “Ms. Nordstrom, do you have good plans for the weekend?”
I told him I didn’t have special plans, but that I was looking forward to a restful weekend.
“I think you should go see Captain Underpants,” was his suggestion. I raised my eyebrows at this, and told him I would have to consider that idea, and mentioned that I had heard that Wonder Woman was also showing, and that maybe I would see it.
He gave me a troubled look and then gave me the worrisome news: “I’ve heard that it’s really long – like, an hour.”
Good thing it’s the weekend and I might have an hour to spare.

Bloggbävning

Beauty in the day: I went to IKEA. I only needed one thing. Just one. But I grabbed another on my way through. Traveling at the breakneck speed of “like a snail running”, I made my way through the maze that makes up the warehouse-of-a-store, trying my best to ignore the oddly sauna-like atmosphere, as well as the perspiration forming along my hairline. I finally arrived at the corner of “No, the Line is Still About 75 Yards From Here”, and began to feel the elation of knowing that I was nearly out the door. Eventually I got in line; it was the line that serves as a placeholder for people who are trying to help the store look as busy as possible. The checker was of the same type. Yet somehow, miraculously, I found myself almost at the front of the line (behind gentleman who had no merchandise, but had a phone, on which he kept calling his wife and asking, “are you almost here? I’m almost at the front of the line”…then apologized and said she hung up.)

The beauty is that I have emerged in one piece – still alive. I have the unique opportunity to remind myself (again) the reason one does not shop at IKEA on a weekend or holiday.

Now off to Costco…

Turnip Amigo

Beauty in the day: Turnip came to see me today. He actually found a few reasons to come by, but I never spoke to him on those occasions. He finally came in later in the day and sauntered up to the counter by my desk. “So, did you have a nice weekend?”

I told him that I did.

“Do you have any plans?”

“Plans?”

“Yeah.”

Hmmmm…. “Do you mean for the evening?”

“Yeah.”

“Well, I will go home and make some dinner.”

“No, I mean -”

“You mean after school gets out for the summer?”

“Yes. What will you do for the summer?”

“Well, I might work at Summer School. Are you going to Summer School? I think I will work at Lake Hills.”

“Lake Hills? I will tell my mom.” He started out the door and then turned and came back. “Ms. Nordstrom, right?”

“Right.”

“YEP! I’m gonna check!” And then he was off.

#makingfriendsatschoolwithturnip