Meet Autumn. Like most of us, she has good hair days and bad hair days. But today is a good hair day. And somehow, when your hair is looking great it makes your whole life better! It was sunny and low 70's outside. The kids made their beds without having to be asked. She caught all of the green lights on the way to work. On the walk from her car to her office building she could see a group of construction workers eyeing her as she passed. She got a raise. Her boss paid for her lunch. She found a $100 bill on the ground next to her car. Her husband offered to make dinner. There was a new episode of RHONY on tonight. She didn't have to help anybody study. This must be what Jennifer Anniston's life is like every day!
As Courtney was handed the rule pamphlet, she swore she saw the Da Vinci code. Symbols swirled around, English words became foreign and strange. She somehow now knows how to set up a VCR after reading them, but still does not quite understand how to win atMahjong.
Last week she ordered each of them one of those gadgets that shatters your car window in case of a full water immersion. She also ordered a wind up radio. You know, in case the power grid goes down. She changed the air filters in the house last month, and commented that Olive Garden is a heck of a deal if you get a family sized pan with a five dollar take-home add-on. She’s been cracking open a Bud heavy after yoga class lately, and finally decided to try out a MyPillow.
But here she sits, six years after her appointment with WIDK reporting on milk prices, beauty pageants, the occasional car theft, Alderman election scandals, and downtown green space clean up efforts. This stupid little town doesn’t deserve her. She’s meant for greatness, and she despises their perky greetings on the streets....
