I'm Lame

No, really, I am! For two reasons.

1. I stopped at Einstein's this morning to grab a quick breafkast. It's usually a bi-monthly treat, MAX - but everytime I go in there, they never seem to fail at entertaining me. Today, when they asked for the name on my order, of course I gave them my first name. She repeated it back to me and then spelled it out loud. L-A-M-E. I started laughing but thought it was too good to correct her, so I just said that's right. 3 minutes go by and then for all the public to hear, "LAME, your order is ready, LAME" and I proudly claim my bagel and walk out with a smirk on my face. Did they really think someone named their child Lame?

2. There is no denying that little things excite me, especially even numbers. I will always round out my tips so that the total makes an even withdrawl from my bank account, although I always know I'll never not have spare change in my account. I also had to stop to empty my bank account get gas this morning, and I let the pump run automatically while I sat in my car. I heard it stop when my tank was full, but I have never been more happy to find such a large number on the $/Gallon meter. I didn't even have to stop it on an even whole dollar myself - it was just fate! My car must know about my OCD crazies. And to think I only have 3 more weeks with her. God I'll miss you Bev!!!