I woke EARLY.
And instead of taking Mr. to the train,
I RODE the train with Mr.
I knitted on the train.
Making a warm and toasty hat for Mr.
We went to the health expo.
To get our blood pressure, and blood drawn,
I worried about my results:
I didn't study.
Mr. gave me a tour of his office.
He was so proud.
I went to the bathroom.
I sat and knitted.
When I said goodbye to Mr.
and looked for my purse,
to be sure I could buy a train pass home,
Mr. came down from the 11th floor
to give me train $.
I searched my bag again.
I had my knitting.
I rode the train back.
I searched the car,
I returned home and looked in EVERY room in the house.
At work, Mr. checked the health expo.
He checked the ladies' room.
He checked the lost and found.
I am on hold with Port Authority RIGHT now...
I sure hope they find it.
I think it had the winning lottery ticket inside.
Oh yeah, my life is so exotic.
P.S. My purse was found.
Train Toll Booth Operators might look like regular people
but they are ANGELS in disguise.
Take it from your friend Mrs.