SALLY GETS STUCK AT LUNCH

Greeting Hairballers,

A friend recently traveled up north, that’s anywhere above South Carolina to those of us in Florida, to house and cat sit for relatives who’d gone to Europe.  In this case Michigan, 20 miles out of town.

Because her dog got sick during the trip, she was pretty much stuck in the house with a few forages into civilization.

I have close friends in the wilds of Maryland, who are far more interesting and fun than the folks Sally ran into. If I go north, look out Maryland, here I come.

Here’s Sally’s story or at least my take on it.

SALLY GETS STUCK AT LUNCH©

         FMHorner

gathering for lunch

is a weekly ritual

for the ladies on the street

my invitation to join

came as a surprise

being an out-of-towner

only visiting for 3 weeks

to house sit for a cousin

who’d gone to France

the banter began with

talk of kitchen appliances

and moved on to reality TV

I Pads and phones hit the table

as the conversation shifted

to grandchildren and families

ohs and ahs were exclaimed at a

picture of little junior

graduating from pre-K

who the hell graduates from pre-K?

I ask myself--

they sleep through it

one woman complained

over and over

about the pain in her arm

at last, something to which I could relate

because this lunch

was a pain in the ass

Hairballs indeed,

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