Sunday, April 12, 2009
I was entering the grocery store Saturday morning. Standing by the front door was a woman, on crutches, probably awaiting a pick-up. The man in front of me cheerfully greeted her: "Been there, done that!" and it was only then I noticed he had a prosthetic leg.
Thursday, April 09, 2009
I swear that every morning, when the radio alarm goes off, that the NPR voices I hear are NOT speaking in the English language. I can't identify the language, nor do I think it's the same foreign tongue each day. After about two minutes though, the announcer resumes relaying the news in words I understand. Only then is it OK to be fully awake and get up out of bed.