I gotta tell ya, Spring started a little rough for me. When I got up this morning I discovered the hot water heater croaked in the night, so I had to run next door to Charlie and Sheila's to get ready for work. Then I twisted my ankle hurrying to the car. It's really swollen, but I am determined to wear heels for Easter. Then Sheila swerved to avoid a squirrel, and I spilled coffee all down the front of my white blouse. (Missed the upholstery though.)
When we finally got to the station, our morning man, Marty, was twelve shades of green. Nothing serious, just some spoiled take-out from the diner. Sheila told him yesterday to refrigerate his leftovers. We sent him home and I took over for him. I spent the next 2 hours hosting the morning show - with no notes. It was rocky, but I made it.
Then the Paddlebrook 2nd graders came for a tour of the station. When Sheila and I finally got time to eat lunch, we went to On the Main, but they were sold out of the special so I had grilled cheese. It was burned. That was the final straw. I went back to KDPO, propped my swollen foot up and bawled.
Just then my hubby, Wayne, walked in carrying the prettiest bouquet of daisies I've ever seen and a stuffed Easter bunny. And my day totally turned around. I'm glad I married Wayne; for a man, he's pretty perceptive. ;-)
Shine On -
That was sweet
Posted by: Vera | March 29, 2008 at 02:34 AM