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In the Next Booth

As you have all suspected, I am a bit of an eavesdropper. If you are sitting in the next booth I will know what you are talking about, whether I am interested or agree with you and will even sneak a peek to see what you look like and how old you are. I am interested in you even when I shouldn't be.



So today (Sunday) my husband and I headed to downtown Tucson for breakfast at The Cup cafe located inside the old Congress Hotel. The Cup is a local favorite. We were told we would have a 50 minute wait so we just wandered around and I took more pictures of the interior. I have been doing that very thing for many years.

The old Congress Hotel was the place where
John Dillinger was found and captured in 1934
I always wonder how our next booth experience is going to work out no matter who is sitting beside me. This was one of those Sunday morning experiences that make me smile.

We were seated very quickly inside near a window next to a family of four. Mom and dad and two boys aged around 9 and 5. The older boy was inching over away from his mom very near to my husband because that is what 9 year old boys do.
Isn't he a cutie?
As most parents will do, the mother apologized for the little boy's behavior and we struck up a conversation. I like children and find myself talking to them without even realizing what I am doing. We told them how we missed our grandchildren when we came to Tucson to stay...all 12 of them and plus one great-grandchild. It was not long before the parents offered to lend us their children (jokingly) adding that while we may be wanting to go back to Oregon soon, a few minutes with a 5 and 9 year old would bring us to our senses and we would not go home to our grandchildren at all. That made me laugh.

The littlest boy offered me his coloring page. It was such a sweet gesture He had heard me say I missed my grandchildren like him.

He had written "pretend" words across the top of his coloring and I "pretend" read them back to him. His amazement at what he had written showed on his face as did the pleasure at being affirmed in his efforts.
"The cactus is on the mountain and the sun is coming up!" I read to him.
[Squint your eyes and you can "pretend" see the sentence. :)]

Have a wonderful Sunday!

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  1. DJanMarch 26, 2017 at 6:46 PM

    This is just so sweet! I also am somewhat of an eavesdropper and would have done something similar with the little ones. I enjoyed the way you wrote this post. :-)

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    1. Barbara TorrisMarch 27, 2017 at 10:48 AM

      I need to admit it really doesn't matter how old you are I am interested! I would have liked to know more about the beautiful couple but enough chatting is enough!

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  2. Tom SightingsMarch 26, 2017 at 6:55 PM

    Bet that was your best breakfast in a long time!

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  3. joehMarch 27, 2017 at 3:09 PM

    We eavesdrop. plus My wife always makes up stories about those we can't hear, "Those two are having an affair, quick dinner, back to the hotel and then home to the wife after a "hard night of overtime at the office." My wife is more fun then TV.

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    1. Barbara TorrisMarch 31, 2017 at 11:14 AM

      She should start writing stories about "The Next Booth". It is so much fun to make up a story. I do that too.

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    2. Barbara TorrisMarch 31, 2017 at 11:23 AM

      Oh and you wife's stories are much better than mine..."home to the wife after "a hard night of overtime at the office." Darn, why didn't I think of that.

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  4. Galen PearlMarch 28, 2017 at 11:24 AM

    That is the sweetest story!! However, I am going to be much more careful about what I'm talking about when I'm out. Ha!

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    1. Barbara TorrisMarch 31, 2017 at 11:15 AM

      You never know who is listening. But it is much more fun when you cannot hear and you have fill in the blanks yourself.

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