A favorite teacher lives forever in our hearts.
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That Old Hot Iron Metaphor…
This might have been a lesson learned, though.
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Why Do You Think They Call It “Dope”?
Having never had a pot experience that was either pleasant or memorable, I just stuck to tried, true and non-felonious ethanol.
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Commenting Problems Update
Commenting Problems Update
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Ave atque Vale
Miss Stanhope was my Miss Chips.
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My Comments on the Stories on This Prompt
Commenting the only way I know how....
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My Annoying To-Do List
I hope I can order the salami early enough to avoid the cost of last minute delivery via cab from New York City.
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Protected: Baltman’s
Save the Date
Save the Date
Procrastinate, who me? On the contrary, I’m compulsive and sometimes I act TOO soon, which I’ve learned can be just as problematic.
There was the time I got a save-the-date for the out-of-town, black-tie wedding of a friend’s son to be held on a date six months hence.
Save-the-dates don’t have reply cards or mine would have been in the mail that very day. But I immediately marked my calendar and rushed to the closet to try on my best cocktail dress, and then to check my husband’s tux.
Of course I wanted him to try it on, but it was a losing battle, “You want me to try on my tux for a wedding six months away,” he said, “are you outta your mind?”
But there was lots else for me to do – firstly of course the wedding gift to select. And as the ceremony was to be in Philadelphia we’d drive, so no plane reservations needed, but we would need a hotel for two nights. And I might see if there’d be time during the wedding weekend to see a childhood friend who now lives in Philly.
Googling the happy couple I found their requisite wedding website with their gift registry and lodging info. With a few clicks I sent the perfect gift, and with a phone call to the hotel I booked our room. Then I emailed my childhood friend and told her I’d see her in Philly in six months.
And a few days later I called the mother of the groom with my congratulations. “We’re delighted that you’re coming,” she said, “and what a surprise – your gift has come already, the very first and only one to arrive so far! You never procrastinate, do you!”
About a month later she called me back. “Sorry to tell you,” she said, “the wedding is off.”
And by the way the once happy couple never returned the gift, so I assume one of them is enjoying his or her morning coffee from a rather costly espresso machine.
– Dana Susan Lehrman
Put It Off Until Tomorrow
I really need to start writing this. But first ... gotta to check facebook ... play a move in 18 WWF games ... plan dinner.
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