Joanne, a caregiver here at the old folks home, read my entry about tablemate Wilma who hides the jam dispenser in the napkin storage cupboard, and thought it was cute.
"What did Wilma say when she read it," asked Joanne.
"Heavens, I didn't show it to Wilma," I replied. Joanne thought that was even funnier.
"Write about me," she said.
Okay, Joanne works on Saturdays only. "What do you do the rest of the week," I asked her.
"I go to school." But, not being a good reporter, I forgot to ask her what she is studying.
I love to see her arrive on Saturday. She drives in in her 1961 white Mustang convertible, with the top down. It is NOT a restored 1961 Mustang convertible It is ORIGINAL. And if it is missing a piece or two, you don't notice. She is sporty and happy.
I took a picture of it, and it looks new, but alas I cannot find the picture in the computer to show you here.
So, Joanne, here is the entry about you.