Sat in a dr’s office waiting room with my nice older gentleman & read the newspaper.
Was asked, “Do you drive a tractor?” and “Does your father know [read: approve of] how much you drive for your job?” by my nice elderly lady. She is impressed with my ability to drive different vehicles. So cute and old-fashioned of her to ask me these things. [And for the record: yes my father does know! Not only that but when we’re together, he usually has me take the wheel, especially in a “city drivin'” situation.]
Picked up McDonald’s and drove to the park near their house and we three sat in the car (it was really windy) and ate while looking out at the lake and the sunshine.
Chatted about ways we got in trouble when we were kids.
Had so much fun.