I must not think bad thoughts

Today's been interesting....

As I drove in to work today, "Ring Of Fire" by Social Distortion blasting, I noticed a lone Canada goose off by the side of the road. I don't know that I have ever seen one not at least with a partner(or usually in a flock...or is it a "gaggle"?). This goose seemed confused, looking left and right. So strange that I am remembering that singular goose still, later in the afternoon.

As I turned the corner by the small pond(where there is always a pair of swans), I spied a red wing black bird swaying on a branch at the very top of a tree. This is the second time I have noticed a redwing in the last week or so-- a reassuring sign of spring.

It also occurred to me, that I haven't seen that grey El Camino around town or by the beach(I wrote about it here)for a while now. I feel a little bad about me disparaging it and actually would prefer to seeing it around again. Hope nothing too bad happened to the driver.

Co-worker, G, was almost scarily overly pleasant today--almost manic and talking non-stop. He does drink a huge amount of Starbucks coffee, but usually he isn't quite so perky. Is it bad to be suspicious of that? I should be glad the work day went smoothly and everyone in a good mood. It was at least a good atmosphere to be in after I got the call from my doctor that they want me to go back for a second mammogram. I know I should not panic about it...yet. Likely, it's nothing serious. I just keep thinking about it though, even though I know I should just try to push it out of my mind. Totally did not expect that phone call.

Yesterday, I tried for the second year in a row, to get my daughter a Shamrock Shake.
Last year, when I went to McDonald's on March 17th, the girl behind the counter didn't even know what I was talking about when I asked if they had any, since it was St. Patrick's Day.
Then, yesterday, since this somewhat sickly sweet and minty drink was on my mind all day(pure nostalgia, I guess), I decided to go to Mickey D's with R after I picked her up at the school. I was told "that we just sold the last eight". Aaarrrgghh...!
That means a customer before me came in and ordered eight(!) Shamrock Shakes, and all I wanted was ONE for my daughter(and a few sips for me). It was still only 4:00 in the afternoon on St. Patrick's Day. What about all the other people who might have wanted one after me?
Maybe next year I'll get lucky and get me Shamrock Shake.
I ended up getting R a small chocolate shake, which she seemed perfectly okay with. Maybe not the best thing to be putting into her body after a track practice, though? (as if the Sham Shake would have been any better....)