Saundra Lakin (matriarchkitty) wrote in light_of_may, @ 2010-02-15 17:54:00 |
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Entry tags: | 2009-07-04, linnea |
I like my coffee like I like my women... in a plastic cup
Who: Linnea and Saundra
Where:: Linnea's household
When: 6am
It had been some time since Saundra met up with the fellow mother of who knew how many. She did her best to keep good tabs on all her fellow PTA members, whether is was a parent or teacher. All was good in her book, though she felt some innate kinship with Linnea for some reason. Maybe it was the fact they were both not from Scarlet Oak or something. Well, ok, Linnea had it harder than Saundra, but Boston was pretty damn far away from Michigan, enough to throw Saundra out of balance from time to time. People still gave her weird looks when she brought up something like a bubbler. Silly Michiganers.
When the two decided to meet up for coffee in the morning, Saundra was thrilled. The redhead wasn't even a fan of coffee and she couldn't pass up the offer. Linnea made the best cup of coffee ever and was worth the splurge. Besides, it wasn't like she was drinking ten pots or something. Not to mention she was excited to meet up at Linnea's home, because honestly? DAMN. She had been up since four that morning and wide awake to boot. The kitty in her was quite active during dusk and dawn, which worked out perfectly on her end. She was able to meet up with Linnea for some early coffee, rest up, then meet up Bart later in the evening. Being awake during both occasions was great.
Upon reaching Linnea's home, she parked along the street and scurried her way on over to the front door and flipped her redhair over her shoulder. Once she knocked on the door, she readjusted her handbag while waiting. Hopefully Linnea had not forgotten.