Sitting by the fire at Panera's

It's below zero in Columbus. The fire at Panera's and the classical music has never been warmer! A couple in their mid-50s enjoyed the table next to mine. He was tall, not over weight; she was maybe 5'6", quite thin, and had a voice much deeper than her husband's. She also left for awhile, so I assume she went outside for a cigarette. Upon returning, she pushed back her chair and propped her feet up on the hearth with all the grace of a mechanic or tree trimmer. Later she moved to an easy chair and laid her right foot across her left knee like most men.

Made me think of my dad who used to say, "Don't you know how to sit like a lady?" when I sat in a chair sitting on my feet.