tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6304452539005243182.post3699086222994012550..comments2023-10-02T03:45:04.075-04:00Comments on The Traveling Twig: What I Wore: Coffee Shop MorningHeatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15111661500387424612noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6304452539005243182.post-73354801307244827832013-04-09T14:25:10.347-04:002013-04-09T14:25:10.347-04:00ps, I would love to hear about "the past good...ps, I would love to hear about "the past good times" sometime :)Heatherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15111661500387424612noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6304452539005243182.post-11527530516363424912013-04-09T14:24:46.382-04:002013-04-09T14:24:46.382-04:00You're very right, Mrs. Hadley... unless I'...You're very right, Mrs. Hadley... unless I'm drunk and dancing, there is no reason to stand on a table! How rude of me.<br /><br />Of course, there were no men in this coffee shop because it was closed. So even if I threw a book, it wouldn't have hit anyone. *sigh*Heatherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15111661500387424612noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6304452539005243182.post-9892387341660633162013-04-09T10:29:57.088-04:002013-04-09T10:29:57.088-04:00Mrs Hadley: By Jove missy!
Standing alone above a ...Mrs Hadley: By Jove missy!<br />Standing alone above a table with a cute dress, that bow is too big, isn't the right way to conquer a man for a date.<br /><br />*turns up her nose in disapproval*<br /><br />Pleased of meet you, Christie, my name is Mrs Hadley and I'm Midge's mother, but you can call me Sandra. I'm here from a few days<br /><br />I know you love books. A book is perfect. You can sit politely at your table, with your book and a cup of coffee, keeping an eye on your book and the other eye at the door of the Cafe.<br /><br />When a charming man will pass the door, just ignore him. You'll see, he stops at your table pretending to start a conversation with you.<br /><br />If this won't happen, just throw the book at his head and you will have all his attention. It's a warrant tecnique. I got married after this.<br /><br />*sighs remembering the past good times*<br /><br />Sergiohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18002944264482822811noreply@blogger.com