It is good to know if I ever left my wallet at home my friends at the Coffee Shop would ‘spring’ me a coffee. It happened this morning.
Call Herbert…tell him to bring your wallet here. Mera said.
No…don’t want to wake him up. I said.
Carol didn’t come for coffee this morning. Lupe brought a new friend into our group…her name is Mary. Theresa is moping over the lousy weather we’ve been experiencing. Gary is half way through reading his copy of my book CRY TOUGH and Ericka is stuck in morning traffic.
The MARTYS make me dizzy …photo shoot, press conference… new shoes, new dresses… maybe I don’t have to get new outfits… my stomach is fluttering from anxiety…the ladies in the group don’t know this, they think I’m brave. It is nerve-racking being a nominee in the Established Literary Arts category…I’ll survive.
Stay tuned….
Let's have coffee 