Went to the Red Cross and donated a pint of ‘B pos’. Later realized my blood type doesn’t match my personality. “Really? And what type does?”, you might ask. “Oh”, I would answer, “negative”.
Spent several hours with my other half wandering the “new and improved” Southpark Mall in Charlotte. She had a ‘Fresh Raspberries in Dark Chocolate’ sin from Godiva. I offered to buy her an assortment but she was happy with just the one. I had my usual Starbucks fix. Nothing like the jolt you receive when you are a pint low and you try to replace it with caffeine and chocolate. I carried her purse giving her both arms free to search the shelves and racks but she found nothing she couldn’t live without. Charlotte now has a Nordstrom. The store feature that most impressed me was the live piano music. But there wasn’t a tip jar for the pianist. Probably a “no tipping allowed” policy. Wouldn’t want to present the wrong image. Never mind that half the shoppers looked like they walked in right off the beach or from their backyard. The taste treats were all we bought.
To be continued…(maybe)