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My awesome friend
Jun. 23rd, 2005 12:04 pmThat's Abby. I had lunch with her Monday, and she never ceases to amaze me.
I brought along some of my extra BK toys for her son, who’s about to turn 7. He had a blast playing with them (he loves Star Wars), so it was nice to see the toys being used by someone they were actually designed for. Abby then became determined to get all the other toys for him, quite a feat given that the promotion is over (except here, where apparently my local BK still has 11 boxes to open). She walks into two BKs in her area, one where the promotion is still happening and the other where it is over. She sees the display case is up in one store and down in the other. She then calls the manager of the two stores, and arranges to buy all the toys in the still-open display case. She now has almost all the toys – there were three missing from the display case, but she did get a Vader. Everyone else suffers for weeks eating BK food, and she gets them in one day.
(And for everyone I need to mail toys to -- it will happen, I promise. They are in envelopes. I just need to get to the post office.)
In other news: The drugs have worked wonders for Pumpkin (our cat with cancer). He’s eating again. He’s going to die, but at least not from immediate starvation. Now we’re going to have to figure out what to do with him when we take our weeklong vacation in a week.
And I’ve decided that my next magazine piece is going to be on this subject of pet illnesses, the ethics of making these decisions for pets, looking at the options that people are now dealing with.
Coming this weekend: two of my most favorite summer activities, going to the quilt festival and strawberry picking. I'll try to take photos of the most amazing quilts.
I brought along some of my extra BK toys for her son, who’s about to turn 7. He had a blast playing with them (he loves Star Wars), so it was nice to see the toys being used by someone they were actually designed for. Abby then became determined to get all the other toys for him, quite a feat given that the promotion is over (except here, where apparently my local BK still has 11 boxes to open). She walks into two BKs in her area, one where the promotion is still happening and the other where it is over. She sees the display case is up in one store and down in the other. She then calls the manager of the two stores, and arranges to buy all the toys in the still-open display case. She now has almost all the toys – there were three missing from the display case, but she did get a Vader. Everyone else suffers for weeks eating BK food, and she gets them in one day.
(And for everyone I need to mail toys to -- it will happen, I promise. They are in envelopes. I just need to get to the post office.)
In other news: The drugs have worked wonders for Pumpkin (our cat with cancer). He’s eating again. He’s going to die, but at least not from immediate starvation. Now we’re going to have to figure out what to do with him when we take our weeklong vacation in a week.
And I’ve decided that my next magazine piece is going to be on this subject of pet illnesses, the ethics of making these decisions for pets, looking at the options that people are now dealing with.
Coming this weekend: two of my most favorite summer activities, going to the quilt festival and strawberry picking. I'll try to take photos of the most amazing quilts.
