Dinner With Fiona

The last couple of days have been insanely busy for me, so I haven't had much time to goof off do really important things blog. I love surreptitiously logging onto my blog at work and reading all your comments. You're all wonderful -- even when you're a wee bit cantankerous, and sometimes those are even my favorite comments. I appreciate so much that you take the time to visit my boring-little-blog and leave comments, and I just wanted to say thank you. So, thank you...!

Today I am meeting a school friend for dinner. (I'll call her Fiona because I like that name...) When Fiona and I were in grade eight, it was her first day in our new, strange school. The teacher asked someone to volunteer sharing a locker with her, and "yours truly" offered. Fiona and I became fast friends, and I invited her home for dinner one night after school. She and my mother were chatting in the kitchen, and I could hear their conversation become more and more animated, until they were almost shrieking with laughter. It turns out that my new friend Fiona is related to me. Her father and my mother were cousins, and both are from South Africa. All together now -- what a small world...! Fiona and I have been close friends ever since then. She is in town for one day today, and has invited me to have dinner with her. We have chosen a very swanky restaurant, because -- well -- why not?

Have a fabulous day, everyone. You deserve it.