Revisiting Monday Love – an anecdote, a graphic, and a quote

I originally wrote this post on February 16th, 2015. Since today is President’s Day again, and we just had a Nor’easter and Valentine’s Day last week, I thought it would be fun revisiting Monday Love. *grin*

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This past Friday the 13th, which also happened to be the day before yet another Nor’easter, I prepared for the storm like any good New Englandah does. I made a packie run. I decided my Valentine’s gift to my hubby would be a nice bottle of bourbon, and his to me would be a nice bottle of Irish vodka. I also scored a bar of Chocolove earlier at the grocery store (the stuff my pal Kelly mentioned in the comment section of my Ethical Chocolate post).

I approached the checkout and stood behind a young college girl who looked to be about twelve years old. When it was her turn, the cashier said, “Yes, I need to see your picture,” and the girl pulled out her license. She then blushed and stammered through the rest the transaction. I got the distinct impression she’d been twenty-one for all of five minutes.

After her purchase was complete, and before she headed towards the door, I thought I’d try to ease her discomfort a bit by filling in the awkward silence. I said to the cashier, “I’m guessing you don’t need to see my picture.”

The cashier replied, “No need. We don’t give out senior discounts.”

 

 

 

 

 

Yeah. I think she feels better.

Speaking of Valentine’s Day, I created this to show my love of writing. In no particular order – the pen from our wedding night hotel; the ballpoint I wrote most of my high school journals with; the mini pens from my days of reading Tarot cards; two pencils – one filled with semi-precious stones, one with the Leo constellation on it; a few gifts pens from hubby (the gold, Coke, and Disney ones); the pen I currently use; a purple pen from my midwife’s office; and a pen from my Tupperware Lady days. The only thing missing is my favorite pencil. It’s one I’ve had for over thirty years, and when it reappears, I might have to redo this shot.

Signing off now with a relevant quote from the birthday boy on this blustery President’s Day – “In the end, it’s not the years in your life that count. It’s the life in your years.”

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