Funny how these things work...

When living in San Fran with my sisters one of the most fun days we had was spent with my cousin and the family she worked for. Jenn (my sis) convinced me to go sailing with the bunch and so I did. We hopped on a boat and cruised around the bay. It was a BLAST.
After sailing we went out to eat with none other than Shera P. The check was what I owed her for the sailing fee. We went to a fun restaurant on the pier and I ordered a salad. Now this salad was a special salad...there was a prize at the bottom.
This was no ordinary or scary prize; I have found glass, bugs, and even something I don't want to mention in food before, but in this salad, smack dab in the center of the plate, heads up, nice and shiny, was a quarter. It's my favorite "food story" and I suppose I owe it all to Shera P....thank you for the fun day!!

Who is Shera P?

I was doing a periodic review of our bank accounts today when I saw something that I thought for sure had to be a typo. The last check that was cleared from our account was #1452...the check before that was #1052. Do the simple math 1452-1052 = 400!!!!!!!!! I only write a few checks a month so this HAD to be wrong.
I of course clicked on the link to view the image and lo and behold. SHERA P decided to just now deposit a check I had written her on July 16, 2005. Who is she; I have no clue. I don't remember a thing about her, the name, the amount ($25), what it was for, etc. At the time I was living in San Fransisco with my sister and that is all I know. Dave and I weren't even dating at this point so he hasn't a clue either.
It's a good thing it wasn't an amount of money that would have caused us to be overdrawn...
Who deposits checks five years after the fact?!?!?! I will tell you who does...
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...Shera P does


*p.s. thank you for all the well wishes after my Pneumonia rant. We are all doing much better. I am so blessed to have such wonderful friends!

Carson has Pneumonia...

...and I don't know of anyone that works harder against these stupid germs than I do. So Frustrated. It probably doesn't help that none of us got to bed till 3:00 am. We didn't even have to wait in the ER at all because the minute we walked in the door Carson barfed everywhere and they took us immediately back. Oh well, glad it's a weekend.