Lunch at Tiffany's

I ended up back at the coffee shop today because I needed to send some e-mails. Hopefully my modem will come in the mail tomorrow. You have to order something in order to receive an internet code, so I ordered a vanilla bean drink--without coffee in it--and today I got the right drink! It's a super hot day, so the drink is especially refreshing. The guy here at the coffee shop who makes the drinks is really handsome. Yesterday I was afraid that he was married because I heard him talking about a baby to someone, but he doesn't have a wedding ring on. Maybe he was talking about his little sister? Today my buddy Ranger Angie came over for Lunch at Tiffany's--probably not quite as fun as Breakfast at Tiffany's, but we still had a good time. I whipped up what I must say were some tasty roast beef sandwiches. Angie enjoyed seeing my place--which, according to my brother Richard's suggestion, is now named Tiffland (it sounds more like Routhland than Taylorland). After I took Angie back over to the park, I ran into Everett Ratcliffe (Miss Betty's son who lives at Routhland with his wife). He insisted on giving me some smoked pork loin that he made yesterday--which, he explained, was smoked for four hours over green pecan leaves. Mmmmmm, tasty! Miss Dixie wasn't anywhere in site when I left Routhland to head out to my apartment, but as soon as I stepped outside, she came running 'round the bend, sniffing the air. She could certainly smell the pork! She was looking at me with her big, sad eyes, silently begging for a snack, but I knew that Everett was going to bring some out to her, so I ran inside with mine. It's been really sunny outside for the last few days, but it's supposedly going to get pretty stormy this afternoon and stay that way for the remainder of the week. It's back to work tomorrow, but it's been nice to have a little break!