And by exact, I mean EXACTLY . . . as I remember it.
Though we work on the same floor of the same office building, right down the hall from each other, my friend, Tough Cookie teammate, and co-worker, Kammi Kazi, and I have fallen into the worst habit of calling each other from our desks. Usually, I don't actually walk to her desk unless it's REALLY IMPORTANT -- and yes, by important, I mean gossip that will take more than a minute or two to discuss over the phone.
This is a prime example of what we two grizzled Derby Dolls tend to talk about:
Guess what I’m eating right now.
The pumpkin bread?
Kammi makes this really, really amazing pumpkin bread, which she brings in for the people at work when she's in the holiday mood. She gave me the recipe, but unfortunately the reception of this recipe coincided with the "discovery" that I would need to lose all the weight I had gained in the last three months in order to get back in Derby Doll shape, so I hadn't been able to make it -- though obviously I didn't let that stop me from enjoying the loaves she made.
It’s soooo yummy. I came into the kitchen and saw Mercedes [the office housekeeper] putting it out. And it was like, “Yay!” I would’ve taken two pieces, but she was looking.
What are you doing at work so early?
This conversation is taking place around 7:15 in the morning. Normally I get to work around 8. 8:30 if I'm running late, which I usually only let happen on days that end with a "y".
Well, I’ve got to leave early. I’ve got a 3:45 appointment at the DMV. I lost my license.
Yeah, it’s so stupid. I have no idea where I put it and I looked everywhere.
And it’s even worse, because you have to physically go into the DMV to pick up a new license.
Yeah, that sucks.
Going back over this conversation in my mind, I wonder if Kammi is making sympathetic sounds of listening while doing other things. I wonder this not because I think Kammi an awful person, who won’t give her undivided attention to listening to me whine, but because I do this all the time. And it makes me feel like less of an awful person who won't give her undivided attention to listening to her friends whine when I imagine other people doing the same to me.
And normally, I’d try to go without a license rather than standing in line at the DMV…
But it’s Christmas and I’m terrified I’m going to get pulled over in one of those alcohol testing drag net thingies they do.
Well, you know, if you’re ever driving on the highway, and you see one of those signs that says there’s drug or alcohol testing up ahead. Don’t get off at the next exit. Because that’s actually where they’ve set up the net.
Don’t ask me how I know that.
I’m betting it’s a story. A really long one.
Anyway, here’s that pumpkin bread recipe -- it really is yummy:
1 1/2tsp cinnamon
3 1/3c flour
2tsp baking soda
Mix all together and bake at 350* for 1 hour or until toothpick inserted in middle comes out clean and sides start to pull away from the pan. Makes 3 loaves.