Rolling On

This morning Lauren had to be at work at 8 a.m. in a building directly across the street from mine. We drove together in her Yaris….my first commute with my girl with both of us going to work. She was dressed in high heels, dark slacks and jacket. Looked very professional for her stint as a receptionist for a small law firm. Later we went to lunch together. Walked to the Pike Place Market and ate on the second floor deck at Copacabana. The sun was shining, the market was busy but not tourist crazy, flower baskets were in abundance, and I felt quite lucky to have her company while we chatted about various domestic details. I did get a chance to brag about her to our cashier during a chat about whether or not I spoke Spanish. I pointed through the window to where Lauren was sitting and said "she can speak German and French…maybe Spanish next?". L was quite careful of the time to make sure she got back to work on schedule, but we did manage to buy a half dozen of the little fresh donuts from the market. She ate the ones with multi-color candy sprinkles on them. Sweet.