I had lunch/sandwich plans with Kris today. Rode the Amsterdam because it was so hot out. On days like today I'll forego the Pashley for something lighter and less sweat-inducing.
But look who I ran into...
Raffaella on the foldy! What a happy coincidence. Turns out she and Lisa had scheduled a meeting and some afternoon work.
Nate mused about the day's sandwich selections. I had the BBQ pulled pork shoulder with tasty hot sauce. I was instructed to eat it donair-style. Mess and all. I miraculously didn't get any of it on myself.
I took a picture of this girl's vegetarian sandwich. She was having lunch with Sharon of Only Here for the Food. When I first rolled up I said hello to Sharon and went inside to enjoy elm's air conditioning. Once Kris had arrived he commented to me that Sharon's friend was actually Ellen, a girl I knew in high school.
Mostly because I am very very sure that Ellen had a problem with me in high school. I confronted her about it once, and asked what specific thing I had done to offend her and how I could stop doing it so as to put an end to the hate-vibes. She said nothing was wrong.
That was amongst my first brushes with passive aggressiveness. Up until then it was a foreign concept to me. In my family everybody just tells you when they have a problem with you. It's just all out there.
So I know I'm far from perfect and am capable of rubbing people the wrong way. But I really wish people could bring this to my attention when it happens so it doesn't fester for over a decade and then result in weirdness when I'm at elm café.
Or maybe I'm wrong and there really is no problem? I went out to say hi to her and apologized for not recognizing her earlier. The exchange was civil enough.
But talk about a blast from the past. Funny how all this stuff can bubble up to the surface with a happenstance run-in.
My plan after lunch was to hack away at my paper. I went to the park to set up a mobile office and got to it.
There was a super cute old couple riding a tandem.
And on the way I finally met Fiona! She was lovely and had a sweet vintage Raleigh. She also lives in a building that I really like, it's the same apartment that my friend Crystal and I had a lot of good times in. It was too bad I couldn't stop for long, but standing around in Edmonton these days usually results in swarms of evil mosquitos coming and drawing your blood. My friends were also mid-ride and I didn't want to keep them waiting so after a quick hello we had to move on.
Fiona, I'll see you again soon:)
Then we parked. And sprayed ourselves with tons of bug spray.
Kris listened to tunes and did some writing.
Picked up a few groceries and went home to make cornbread muffins for a dinner party. I had done one of those stupid things where you buy everything you need except for one key ingredient? I forgot the cornmeal. Curses!
Luckily I live in a super wicked neighbourhood. The kind where I can go across the street and ask my wonderful neighbour, Jean, for cornmeal. She saved the day!
Don and I went over to our friends' for supper. We got to meet their new baby! What a cute, snoozy little lady.
Despite what everybody keeps telling me, Dexter isn't into walking yet. He just doesn't care. But being around other kids who are motoring around bipedal-style seems to inspire him. I don't really care when he wants to walk. When it happens it just means I won't have to wipe his hands down quite so often.
I had switched purses today and forgot my fan in my old one. I was offered this adorable wooden fan to use instead. How "Miss Sarah."
That was Friday. A little lunch. A little trip down memory lane. Some work. Muffins. And supper with friends.