. . ."tomorrow morning I'm taking you to Whitespot for breakfast"
I heard. . .tomorrow morning I'm taking you to Whiterock for breakfast"
I said. . .(with real enthusiasm) .. ."really?"
(mentally I was wondering how long I should plan to be away .. )
He said. . .(quite pleased with my enthusiasm) "we have nothing up?"
I said. . .with equal excitement. . . "nope we're good to go"
A little while later. .. . I said. . .
"oh. . did you say. . . whitespot?"
He looks at me. . . (sort of smiles). . ."yes. . .do you want to go to whitespot?"
I laughed. . . he continues to look perplexed. . .
and he says. .
"what did you think I said?"
"whiterock". . .I said. .
"shoot" .. .he says. . .
"I was just thinking I should take to you Whitespot (the restaraunt) more often. . you seemed quite excited."
I thought it was the oddest thing that we would drive me all the way to Whiterock (the town) for breakfast.
But hey .. .we've done stranger things.
Sitting across the table with him anywhere is fine by me.
Yesterday I scanned slides. . . laughed .. . and groaned at some of the perm pictures.
I most enjoyed seeing our little boys in 1983. . sitting at their little table .. innocent and quite darling.. . .
. . .sipping Dr. Oh on a warm summer day.
Whatever you do today. . .
do it with enthusiasm .. . if you spot me at
whiterock Whitespot eating breakfast. . .you'll understand my excited countenance.
Have a wonderful day my friends.