Sid and Anita
This afternoon, I ran to the store while JD was home while Maggie napped. Since JD is a former stock clerk at Publix for many years, I sometimes ask him where things are located in the store if I can’t find them.
Here was today’s text conversation:
Kate: “Where is the honey again?”
JD: “With jelly?”
Kate: (after finding it) “No, by the oatmeal and tea.”
JD: “Ah. Right. And syrup.”
Kate: “No local honey. Boo.”
JD: “Blew it this morning.” (We had gone to the Farmer’s Market and didn’t pick up honey then.)
Kate: “Sure Sid.” (misspelling)
JD: “It’s JD.”
JD: “Who the heck is Sid?”
Kate: “Meant to say did.”
a minute later… Kate: “There’s Anita Strawberry here.”
Kate: (continuing to mistype) “Anita”
Kate: “Dangit.”
Kate: “Abita.”
JD: “I’ll be with her when you’re with Sid.”
