It's A Small World After All
Little pick-me-up:
Yesterday was laundry day, and the (Chinese, I apologize for the stereotype but it's true) man who generally works behind the counter has gotten pretty friendly with me. (In the way that older Chinese men do; he'll say maybe a sentence to me per visit, but it's a friendly sentence.) At any rate, I had dropped off about two overflowing bags worth of dry cleaning and hand-washing items; normally I tackle those myself in the tub and hang them outside to dry, but what with all of the apartment work and wedding planning we've been doing, well, I knew I wasn't going to have an opportunity any time soon, and I really wanted that pile of laundry out of the corner of my room, so I figured I'd eat the cost and consider it just value for my time. The Chinese man sorted them by picking up one item at a time.
"Very fancy," he says to me. "Look at this (my red Chinese shirt), it's from China."
"That's actually from Chinatown."
"And this (a brown tank top), very pretty. Like from France."
"Uh, I think I got that from Lord and Taylor a few years ago. Manhattan."
"How about this one (a white peasant blouse)?"
"...that one's from Romania." ::blush::
Silly, I know. But playful friendly people always put me in a good mood.
Medium pick-me-up:
I'm not going to name names here because I have a feeling these people are putting their professional necks on the line here, but I'm feeling a lot better about the whole Po situation, due to some VERY good friends in some very convenient places who are willing and able to help me out. Even if they don't do anything else, just knowing there are some people who are more experienced than I am in these things who are willing to say, "Do this" and "Now that" is a tremendous load off my mind. I have some really terrific friends and I'm truly grateful for all of you. <3
HUUUGE pick-me-up:
tilly_cat gave birth to a healthy baby boy yesterday afternoon, Martin Murray, 11 lbs, 9 oz. (My God, she grows them big.) Mama and baby were doing just fine last I heard, and I can't wait to meet the new kid.
Christ. Just three years ago at this point I didn't know any babies personally. Now there are five. My wallet weeps but my heart rejoices. I kind of want to throw a party for myself and just invite all the babies I know, and play with them until I exhaust myself.
Yesterday was laundry day, and the (Chinese, I apologize for the stereotype but it's true) man who generally works behind the counter has gotten pretty friendly with me. (In the way that older Chinese men do; he'll say maybe a sentence to me per visit, but it's a friendly sentence.) At any rate, I had dropped off about two overflowing bags worth of dry cleaning and hand-washing items; normally I tackle those myself in the tub and hang them outside to dry, but what with all of the apartment work and wedding planning we've been doing, well, I knew I wasn't going to have an opportunity any time soon, and I really wanted that pile of laundry out of the corner of my room, so I figured I'd eat the cost and consider it just value for my time. The Chinese man sorted them by picking up one item at a time.
"Very fancy," he says to me. "Look at this (my red Chinese shirt), it's from China."
"That's actually from Chinatown."
"And this (a brown tank top), very pretty. Like from France."
"Uh, I think I got that from Lord and Taylor a few years ago. Manhattan."
"How about this one (a white peasant blouse)?"
"...that one's from Romania." ::blush::
Silly, I know. But playful friendly people always put me in a good mood.
Medium pick-me-up:
I'm not going to name names here because I have a feeling these people are putting their professional necks on the line here, but I'm feeling a lot better about the whole Po situation, due to some VERY good friends in some very convenient places who are willing and able to help me out. Even if they don't do anything else, just knowing there are some people who are more experienced than I am in these things who are willing to say, "Do this" and "Now that" is a tremendous load off my mind. I have some really terrific friends and I'm truly grateful for all of you. <3
HUUUGE pick-me-up:
tilly_cat gave birth to a healthy baby boy yesterday afternoon, Martin Murray, 11 lbs, 9 oz. (My God, she grows them big.) Mama and baby were doing just fine last I heard, and I can't wait to meet the new kid.
Christ. Just three years ago at this point I didn't know any babies personally. Now there are five. My wallet weeps but my heart rejoices. I kind of want to throw a party for myself and just invite all the babies I know, and play with them until I exhaust myself.