Had a bad day today
First of all, I forgot to set my alarm clocks last night. So, of course, I didn't wake up this morning when I should have. In fact, the only reason I woke up at all was because some Mormons or missionaries or some such came knocking on the door. And today was a quiz day in my class. Of all days to miss, it was one of those. I went to my teacher's office, and he said there would be a make-up on the twelfth, but I would have made a really good grade on this quiz. It was just vocabulary on glacier stuff AND I REALLY NEEDED A GOOD GRADE. I haven't missed any classes AT ALL this whole semester, and the one time I mess up....
And, how can we top this off??? I woke up this morning and my face was all blotchy as a reaction to all the allergens floatin' about.
I saw Anna today, for 5.3 seconds. I haven't seen her in a while, it was nice.
So, I'm feeling really awful, what with the missed quiz and blotches and all, and I have to go to the grocery store. One of the last I want to do...be in public. There was this old woman there who was with, I can only guess, her very adult son. I came to the refrigerated aisle and there they were. The old woman comes up to me and says something to me about my hair. I didn't really hear what it was, but I knew from how she said it how to react. I smiled and lowered my head and she laughed and came up to me and patted the back of my shoulder. She asked some of the typical questions, and at, "It must be hard to take care of," the man she was with said, "Just don't ever get caught in a wind storm." Something I'm sure he meant to be funny, but she gave him this look......like.....'What a ridiculous thing to say', then she looks at me and says, "Would you go over there and whoop him for me?"
What??
What do I say to that????
"I'm sorry, I left my paddle at home." Well, she turns to him, tells him he got lucky b/c she (me) left her paddle at home and laughed a little, gentle laugh.
But then, y'all, she turned back to me, moved a bit of my hair back, and told me, "You're very pretty; you are, you're very pretty."
The only time anyone's ever told me that just to tell me in my whole life, and it was told to me by somebody I didn't know, in a grocery store on a day where I was feeling very non-pretty.
I love nice old people.