Then yesterday about 12:30 p.m., I was sitting at the dining room table putting anti-allergy drops in my eye because it's running, and Chuy had gone outside for something, and I heard clear as day, although like it was from another room or outside, "Chica". He always calls me "Chica" (girl). I got up wondering if he was calling me from the front or the back of the house, and I remembered he went out the front, so I thought maybe he was bringing something in from the truck and needed me to hold the door. So I go to the front door, and he's just strolling along the sidewalk from where he'd picked up the paper, and he came up the steps and I asked him if he had called for me, and he said no, why? It's been a a long time since I've been spoken to by somebody unseen, but it has happened before. However, whatever it is called me "Chica" this time. I'd lay my whole paycheck on it ... I heard it plain as day.
Cool, huh?
Big fun at the Arena on Saturday night -- the people watching's great. Not as good as the airport, but still. And the Wichita Wild won, so that was good, too. There was decent attendance, considering is was Easter weekend, but there were tons of kids and a good time was had by all, I think.
Big fun at the Arena on Saturday night -- the people watching's great. Not as good as the airport, but still. And the Wichita Wild won, so that was good, too. There was decent attendance, considering is was Easter weekend, but there were tons of kids and a good time was had by all, I think.


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