Table for one

I love alone time, especially after having kids.  A few years ago I was telling another mom how much I enjoyed my Tuesday routine of dropping my girls off at dance class and then sneaking off to the pizza place next door for a quick slice, solo.  Loved it.  Alone for fifteen minutes!  Sometimes I brought a magazine but mostly I just sat there in silence.

Well, she was mortified.  The idea of me dining alone in public was so upsetting that she went so far as to say that if she ever saw me sitting by myself in a food establishment she would avoid eye contact to save me the embarrassment of being seen.  I couldn't stop laughing.  The fact that we didn't really even know each other made it even funnier to me.*

Four years later, the humiliation she feels on my behalf hasn't stopped me.  Friend (you know who you are), this is for you.

yesterday

Who is that sitting across from me?  Oh.  No one.

Love,
Kristen

*Her neuroses have since become one of her most endearing traits, and there are many.

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