A dozen cookies

If you've ever seen the cookies at Panera's, you know they are huge. Friday I saw a new cookie--same dough--just smaller. Don't know if it's the economy or weight challenges driving it. The sign read:

$.40 a piece petite cookies
or
a dozen for $4.99

I'm no math whiz, but I figured 12 cookies would be cheaper than a dozen. So when I got up to the counter, I asked about the sign. "We give 13 cookies in a dozen," was the reply. So that 13th cookie isn't really a free, as in a baker's dozen, it costs $.19. If it confuses a math challenged adult, I wonder what the kids think?

Driving blind

When I drive to the coffee shop this time of year, it is dark, actually black. And when it's raining like this morning, it's really bad since I don't see well at night. The one advantage is there aren't a lot of cars around at 6:15 a.m. and I know the way (it's only about 1/2 mile).

This morning at the coffee shop about 7:15 a clerk comes up to me and says, "Are you Norma? There's a man named Bruce on the phone who wants to talk to you." Yes, it was my guy--locked out of the house calling from a neighbor's.

So I gathered my things and drove home. The problem was it was still barely light and still raining, but a whole bunch more traffic.