hotdog day
Last night it stormed. Today it's muggy. We served the hungry--it was hotdog day. I mostly did buns. Then I was stuck with a pot of hotdogs, somehow, and J said, "Look at those poor vegetarians over there!" Ming and I were the last ones serving hotdogs.
We went to Costco and peace vigiled. I talked to my friend R. We spoke of faith and trust. Innocence Mission, a band I like. We spoke of his sister. She is pregnant. "Is she happy?" I asked. He said she's happy and they know it's a boy.
Walking back to our car, I saw a landscaper clipping flowers off some plants. They are long flower spikes with pink flowers, very common here, but I don't know their name. I asked him if he was going to cut off all the flowers. We had a hard time communicating because of a language barrier. But I'm working on it.
I ended up breaking off a small flower spike and taking it with me. So here it is.
We went to Costco and peace vigiled. I talked to my friend R. We spoke of faith and trust. Innocence Mission, a band I like. We spoke of his sister. She is pregnant. "Is she happy?" I asked. He said she's happy and they know it's a boy.
Walking back to our car, I saw a landscaper clipping flowers off some plants. They are long flower spikes with pink flowers, very common here, but I don't know their name. I asked him if he was going to cut off all the flowers. We had a hard time communicating because of a language barrier. But I'm working on it.
I ended up breaking off a small flower spike and taking it with me. So here it is.
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