Main St. and Memory Lane

Today I took a trip. My first stop was the Vienna Bistro on Main St. My destination was my Dad's new office just next door, but I ended up somewhere completely different. I haven't seen my Dad's office since he moved in, and since the ZCMI/Crossroads malls have been demolished, I don't find myself stopping by his office anymore. So today, we met for lunch at the Vienna Bistro (I only work about a block away). I've been there before, but today I ordered something new! I tried the Chicken Roladen with spatzle and blaukraut. It was delicious!!!

My Dad offered me a chocolate peppermint pattie, and I munched on it while I looked around his new office. Though not everything is unpacked yet, a few treasures sparked my memory. I sat down at my Dad's desk to look at his (AWESOME) computer screens, and he gently pulled open the top drawer on the left side. There was a little cardboard box of little toy cars. I was suddenly transported to Memory Lane and sat there pushing those cars along the cabinets, the windowsills, the carpet, bookshelves, anything I could find. My mouth was the motor as these cars drove throughout the office. I chuckled as I pulled out the silver car. The doors open. I had forgotten about it, and was so thrilled when I pulled open the tiny doors and peered inside at the red interior of that little car. It was a quick trip to Memory Lane, but as I walked back up Main St. toward my own office, I glanced at my watch thinking a couple of hours had passed, I was shocked to see it had only been one hour. I returned to my desk with a little bounce in my step, a lighter attitude, and a more genuine smile.