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It is always a fun evening, wherever the group lands. The insight and commentary is always lively, even when the book isn’t exactly my own personal cup of tea. Generally, host chooses the book. This month, I chose “Breakfast with Budda”. I am thankful for the fact that they invited me to join their group and call myself their friend.
Remember that public service announcement from the Children’s Literacy Foundation?
RIF – Reading is Fundamental.
Today was one of those days where that phrase would have definitely come in handy. We were trying to return anything extra from the renovation of the ceiling in the living room. We had a pendant light fixture to return to Lowe’s. Turns out that the fixture could not be affixed to the ceiling and would have had to be mounted on the beam instead, which would have worked fine for anyone in the house under 5 1/2 feet tall (read: me) but would not work at all for the men in my life who all tower over me. They would have repeatedly clocked themselves on the light.
For those of you who aren’t familiar with our neck of the woods, there isn’t a Lowe’s anywhere around here. We went to Glens Falls to the Lowe’s there to buy the fixtures and since Lake George isn’t exactly a booming area in the dead of winter, we decided to drive down to the Lowe’s in Albany to return the light and then visit the mall and grab dinner, making a day out of it.
We went into Lowe’s with our light fixture, the girl scanned the fixture (I couldn’t find the receipt which will make a whole lot more sense as this story unfolds) to process the return and informed me that I didn’t buy it there. She had a bit of attitude from the outset, so I pointed out to her that we didn’t buy it there, but we did buy it at the Lowe’s in Glens Falls. No, she said, rather annoyed, you didn’t buy it at Lowe’s. Yes, I did — I insisted, annoyed at her curt demeanor. No, you didn’t — she was insistent. ARGH… So this is how this is going to be. She then turned the box over and very pointedly informed me that I purchased it at Home Depot. Lo and behold, there it was, right on the box if I cared to read it. Talk about embarrassing. I politely thanked her and explained that we had bought light fixtures from both stores and I was wrong and then slinked away with my light fixture that took a ride all the way down to Albany with us. Good thing that we were planning on doing something else.
Lessons learned — (1) Reading really is fundamental. Saves you a lot of embarrassment.
(2) Make sure you’re right before you get nasty with the sales clerk that is short with you. She may be right after all.
- Reading Is Fundamental’s Where the Wild Things Are Gala (teaandpaper.wordpress.com)
- Read, people, read! (leeleelulu.wordpress.com)
Soggy, in one word, that sums up the day. I remember a few years ago, before we moved here permanently, the boys and I spent a month or so up here during the summer. It was a perfect summer and not just because of the haze of memories, but rather the days for the most part were completely and totally without rain. I don’t think that the whole time we were here, we had a rainy day. We did, however, have many, many rainy nights. It seemed to shower every night; the soft patter of rain hitting the metal roof was soothing to sleep by – reminded me of camping. Every morning though the sun came out and dried everything. Perfect weather.
This summer -well it’s off to a soggy start. It’s cold and it’s damp. The seedlings on my growing rack would love to go outside and be planted, but the weather just isn’t cooperating. When it’s sunny and beautiful, I’m working – when I’m not, it’s raining. Maybe tomorrow, although the forecast is not looking good.
We did, however despite the weather have a really nice day. Tom, Tim and I went down to Manchester to Bob’s Diner for lunch (awesome milkshakes and locally grown beefalo burgers) and then headed off to Northshire. A perfect place to spend a rainy afternoon – browsing books and reading in the cafe with a nice hot cup of cappucino, next to my bestest friend. A good way to spend a very, very soggy day.