(((((Whereabouts in Minneapolis, exactly? Cough, cough.)))))
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Oh, no hotel for me, please. I’ll just be needing the flight and the rental car; I have a place to stay once I arrive in Minneapolis. A lady friend has just sent me the address . . . (I’m so happy, folks).
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Stay away from me, you! You’re probably the one who who tricked poor Jane S into mistakenly sending me the wrong address. I’m sure a couple of numbers were transposed or maybe it was Avenue or Boulevard instead of Lane. Grrrrrrr.
There’s no way whatsoever that my Baby-Cakes would have done that to me intentionally. She loves me!
Livvie had to be behind it somehow, that queenpin!
Grrrrrrrrrr.
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Hey, wait! Cancel both the airline ticket and the rental car! I won’t be taking the trip at all! I’ve been had! Grrrrrrr.
Close call! Grrrrrrr.
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