Tales from the Ghetto-Mat

Last Thursday I had to do some last minute laundry before my trip to SPFD, and by last minute I mean I was staring at my clothes in the dryer mumbling under my breath, Come ooooon, dry fasterrrrr! I had about 15 more minutes of fun staring time when a girl around my age asked, complete with a Minnesota accent, if I knew where Trader Joe's was. Turns out her name is Amanda and she and her husband just moved here 3 weeks ago from...you guessed it, Minnesota! We chatted and just hit it off like peas and carrots! Who would have thought I would have such luck at the Ghetto-Mat? I might have left with damp clothes to pack, but I now have a new pal. We're meeting this week to partake in Cheesecake...and we all know what I mean by partake.

Happy b-day, Mr. Hinsey, wherever you are-