My pleasure

Chick-fil-A restaurants are scattered throughout the United States. Because Chick-fil-A is based in Georgia, I consider myself fortunate to have many locations around me. My family and I eat at Chick-fil-A at least once a month. Every time we place an order with one of the restaurant employees, the employees respond with a “my pleasure.” If you thank any of the Chick-fil-A employees, their response will always be a “my pleasure.” Continue reading “My pleasure”

I hope the toilet seat wasn’t left in the ‘up’ position.

One thing I’m learning is the fact that you have to stay on your toes within the blogging community. I mean, you never know when someone might stop by for a visit; you know, unexpectedly.

Say for instance, someone extends a thanks to you in their blog, thereby releasing curious cats, who click over to find out about the person mentioned in the post.

I know what you’re thinking, “Lenore Diane, The Good Greatsby does not have a crush on you, regardless of how many times you provide a link to his blog.” Okay, maybe that was just Kim, the G is Silent. Whatever. Continue reading “I hope the toilet seat wasn’t left in the ‘up’ position.”