Sunday, July 18, 2010

What Time Are We Going?

Before 8:45 this morning, our phone rang... it was Mam-ma...
"Debbie, what time are we going?"
"Yes... twelve o'clock.  Is that not okay?"
"No... that's okay.. I couldn't remember what time we said."
"We talked about a lot of times... but we left it on noon... "
"Okay... that's fine."
"I'll be there to get you at noon."
"Okay."  CLICK - she hung up!

It was already 82 degrees before 10:00 a.m. - another scorcher is predicted.  It may be a longggggg day!


Mark said...

I hope nobody melted, and that you had a good time.

Debbie Robus said...

Mark, it was all indoors and air-conditioned well... thank goodness. When we drove home, the thermometer in the car registered 96! All went well... everyone had fun.