Tuesday, August 18, 2009

A sunflower an' thought's about waitressing


Stella here.
Well, it ain't gettin' any cooler, so I figured I'd set down an' send ya my sunflower.
Ain't she some fine?
Cheers me right up ev'ry time I go out an' see her!
Heard from Pat G. earlier. Said she'd been over t' Lewiston an' it was 96 degrees there!
That's too hot f'r me! Lucky we get a little breeze now'n then off th' water, so Moose Cove's a trifle cooler'n 96.
Ten degrees cooler in summer an' 10 degrees warmer in winter than if we was livin' inland. That's what we always say. An' that's OK in my book!
Pat G said she's gonna go tell another o' our stories t' some friends on Thursday. She was asked t' tell one a while back after dinner at one o' their birthdays. Well, I guess those folks liked the first one, cuz she's gonna go back an' tell another!
It's a pure mystery t' me why anybody'd want t' hear about our borin' lives - but there's lots o' things in this world I don't understand.
Molly an' me's gonna hold of goin' anywhere till Thursday. With any luck it'll cool down some by then.
We both agreed that th' mall - even if it's air conditioned - ain't our idea of a good time. Maybe we'll just run over t' Th' Bait Barrel an' see if they got a new waitress yet.
After Cheryl run off with th' yoga instructor they been pretty short-handed.
If my feet'd permit it, I'd apply f'r th' job m'self. It'd be a bit of a come-down, though, f'r th' guys who usta hang around drinkin' coffee an' watchin' Cheryl bend over in them tight jeans o' hers.
:-)
But I usta waitress, over t' th' old Chaw an' Chat restaurant, back when th' girls was kids. I loved it most o' th' time an' I'd do it some more if I could. Feet won't let me, though.
We usta have a couple o' ladies worked there when I did... both of 'em musta been pushin' 75 'r more, an' let me tell you, they was hell on wheels! I learned a lot from 'em back when I first started. Prob'ly wouldn't o' made it past m' first day if it hadn't been f'r Helene.
I'll tell ya about her sometime, but right now I'm runnin' outta steam.
I'm gonna go see what Harvey's up to.
Love,
Stella

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