On The Floor
I don’t particularly have a lot of regrets in my life, not that I am perfect by any means but at my age, you have to learn how to cope with the mistakes you made and move on. However, I do have one truly embarrassing moment that I do laugh about now mostly because it’s a decade old and well, I can’t change it so laughing about it is the only thing to do.
He was exhausted. The private party he was overseeing was lasting way too long, was way too crowded and way too loud. The only bright spot in the whole night had been her and he didn’t even know who she was. She had grabbed a drink from one of his bartenders when he first noticed her. The next time he saw her, he moved in and waited on her himself. He made flirty little small talk and she had flirted back. At that moment he thought there was hope for the evening. When she came back again, he flirted a bit more seriously and so did she. Promise, the evening showed promise. He decided the next time he saw her that he would ask her for her name and phone number. Then…. poof, she seemed to disappear. He hadn’t seen her in almost two hours. The promise of the evening was slowly waning. He could just feel a dull ache forming in his head. He needed a break.
It all really started with my cat Smokey. She was not a stray or a rescue. My neighbor’s cat had kittens and I took the gray one. I named her Smokey. She was a good cat: affectionate but not pushy, used her litter box, didn’t go outside, loved catnip but hated riding in a car anywhere (Not just the vet). Smokey and I lived together happily for many years.
A Woman in Baseball
Living in a baseball town like St. Louis, people learn a lot about baseball. The New York Yankees have won the most World Series Championships. Marc McGwire hit 583 home runs in his career and had over 1,400 RBIs (runs batted in). Ozzie Smith was a 15 time All Star. Babe Ruth hit 714 home runs in his career but also led the league in strike outs 5 times. Everybody knows this.
From the Past
Lizzy dreaded the walk out the mailbox. It seemed like the local scary dog was always waiting for her. She looked around but didn’t see him. “Safe today” she thought. As she grabbed the mail he appeared out of nowhere barking loudly. Startled, she dropped the mail on the ground. The local scary dog almost had a smile on his face as he walked away from a job well done. She started to pick up the mail when she noticed a small, plain, yellow envelope with just her first name handwritten on it. She opened it and inside there was a small piece of notebook paper that said “Go sit on the bench by the pier.” With nothing else on the paper and only her name on the envelope, she thought it some sort of joke and tossed it in the trash with the junk mail.