Editing Ourselves

I was at the grocery store (again) yesterday before taking ten kids to my son's 13th birthday paintball party. I was buying lots of chips and soft drinks.

I saw a woman in the produce section and had one of those "oh no" moments where I desperately tried to come up with her name. And this was someone I was supposed to know. Could I hide? Retreat into the dairy section? Shoot! She saw me…

Then suddenly it came to me. "Peggy!!" I said with delight. "How are you, Peggy? And...