No compliment for you

Mary Kay was hankering for a Wendy’s spicy chicken sandwich. And maybe a chocolate frosty on the side. We had spent the day out in the yard, raking leaves, cutting back flowers that had given us such pleasure but had succumbed to an overnight frost, basically putting away summer and preparing for what’s to come. So a guilty pleasure was in order. I’m not above a frosty myself. We ordered at the drive-up and when we got to the window to pay and pick up our food, I could not help but notice the smile on the young man waiting… Continue Reading