may sound different--what I wrote at the mall, Aug 7

I'm parked between a Fanklin Covey store and a Lane Bryant store, when I work with the bathtub remodeling company.

Again, it's amazing to me how many couples there are in the world. And, the pregnant females (and I say females because they aren't all adults, women).

I can't believe the trend today--the tops that look like maternity tops, but every female is wearing them. I think I even got one myself thinking it would look different on me. They/we all look pregnant. It's like you think, "Ok, is she just pudgy or is she pregnant?"

I saw a nice looking dad with his little girl. The little girl must have been about 2. He was a very proud father. She wanted to sit in a chair and he was so very proud. I wondered where the mom was.

I didn't bring my cell phone in with me tonight. I haven't been sure of the time but it has passed a little more quickly.

I had to take my car into the shop to get it checked out since something has been on my nerves about it for awhile. I was supposed to be at an appointment with a corporation to take a test and see if I'm smart enough or good enough to maybe work there but had to reschedule. There was a slight mis-alignment with the car and was aligned a couple months ago. They didn't charge me for it, and that was a blessing. I got the oil changed which I've been feeling guilty about---it was well over the 3000 mile range.

I have an interview for an Intervention Specialist position Monday morning for a high school position. (my title, Intervention Specialist, new name for Special Education Teacher). I will be a minimalist about the prospect, and that is all I will say. I have an interview.

I used to have a friend who was always holding hands with her boyfriend in public. They held hands tight and walked where they walked. There is a lot of that hand-holding at the mall. Swinging hand holding, hand holding and walking---a lot of it. how nice.

I bought a book the other day. Memory Keeper's Daughter. By Kim Edwards. I shouldn't say this, but my book sucks.

There's a setting of Kentucky in it and I know the places.

I think someone and I caught each other's eyes today. I went to a Subway not the one I can't work at until I find it's the only thing I can do) while my car was being fixed and made eye contact with a guy in Springboro ( my mom never taught in Springboro) at 12:41 pm. It was a bright sunny day. I love the view of clouds and the sky and horizon in this particular area. Love it. It's beautiful. Anyway, he was with a group of guys and one woman. They all looked like engineers. I kept meeting the guy's eye and there was that sparkle in it. He had brownish but maybe hazel eyes. Brownish. not chestnut brown but kind of like my mom's. They started to get up and I asked if they were engineers. They said, "Yeah, how'd you know?" I said I was looking for a job and noticed everyone is an engineer. I think he would have sat down at my table if he hadn't been with them. I thought they were from around here, but they walked out and all of them got into cars from Michigan. I wanted to stop him and say, "I want your number," but I didn't. He looked very intense and almost like he didn't want to be with them. He was quiet. His hair was short and spikey, kind of salt and pepper but more pepper than salt. He and one of the guys got into a burnt orange Pontiac Grand Am.

He could be involved with someone for all I know and she would be shocked to find he was locking eyes with someone.

I looked not my best. I barely had run a brush through my hair, if at all. I just haven't cared about how I"ve looked lately. Just haven't cared.

I'm going to go to Craig's List. Ellen had a couple on her show that met on an airplane and I guess didn't exchange numbers but met that way.

Cindy