Panera

If you are looking for a new CD to purchase, you should consider Sandra McCracken's "Gypsy Flat Road".

I ate dinner by myself tonight. I wonder, do people find eating a meal alone in a restaurant uncomfortable or awkward or unnerving? Or do people not care?

Sometimes it is hard for me to see the economy in turmoil. I mean, I am sitting in Panera, and it's busy, and the Burger King across the street has a steady stream of cars through the drive thru (is it wrong to write "drive through"?). There are cars all around, driving to and from stores, burning up dollars of fuel. I have spent more money than I should have this weekend. (But really, that shirt was too cute...and ON SALE!)

But I notice the empty tip jar. I notice the people paying in all change. I see the unemployment. I hear enough stories of lost jobs.

I wish I knew how to better live my life in simplicity and frugality. I just find so much joy in "going", driving to Parkville to do homework because it gives me a new location, a new ability to focus. It's freeing. But going requires gas, and spending money on coffee once I get there.

So...there's no point to that rambling except to wonder out loud if going to Caribou Coffee makes me "that girl" who throws around money like it doesn't matter.

Hilarious.