No…it’s not a misspelling on my part due to too much wine tonight. Don’t I wish. No, in fact, “Kimnapped” is a phrase coined by friends of my neighbor, Kim. When we went to their house for the Memorial Day BBQ, Kim had asked me to join them on a jaunt they were making to PA to a annual flea market. I regretfully declined the invite due to driving to NY to pick up Mom the day after the jaunt. It was going to be an all day thing, leaving at 7:15 and arriving home late in the afternoon. I just felt I couldn’t leave the dogs again for that period of time. Overhearing Kim and I talking about the approximate time we might return, one of her friends that I had just met nudged me and said, “Just so you know for future reference,” she whispered in my ear, “anywhere you go with Kim, be prepared to be KIMNAPPED. You never arrive home when you think you are going to. All bets are off.” Okay, I said as I stored that tidbit of info into my saturated brain cells. I’ll keep that in mind.

Yesterday I called Kim to thank her again for making us so welcome and to ask her where she bought her chili for the All the Way Hot Dogs. She said she had just tried phoning me only to find the line busy. What a coincidence! We agreed to have lunch today. Great, she said, I’ll pick you up and we’ll have lunch in Warwick. Where have you been already? I told her we hadn’t eaten out much just yet. She swung by my house at around 12:30 and we made our way to the quaint and very cozy town of Warwick, NY. [Home of the Sunday market in case you’re keeping track.] She had chosen a little French restaurant that Rick and I had spied on our last Sunday market day. Tucked away on a quaint street, the restaurant has outside bistro-style seating, and when we first came across it on market day, a couple were sitting outside sipping bowls of café au lait. Both Rick and I promised that next time we visited the market we were going there for breakfast! We had a nice relaxed lunch, and got to know each other a little better. We discovered that both of our husbands were out of town and frequently travelled. After lunch we went through the unique little shops that line the main street. Quite a few home decorating shops, a nice little shop offering fine writing papers and the like along with office supplies, some trendy little clothing boutiques, and lastly, a French bakery.

We got home around 4:00 p.m. There were 2 messages on my machine; both from Rick. The first one said well, you must be out scooping or having a swim, call me. The second message said, well either you’re out scooping or you’ve been Kimnapped, so call me when you get in. I have to admit, I would gladly be “Kimnapped” any day. It was a very enjoyable way to spend the afternoon. And it sure beats “out scooping” with the dogs! Kim and I vowed to check with each other as to when our spouses would be out of town and get together again for either lunch or dinner.

Oh, yes, a couple of things in closing.  Just for the record and to keep you all updated, nothing was done about our cable today. I called again tonight. I am starting to turn into the Cable TV Shrew. I hate this. And, it started to rain shortly after I got home, so no swim in the pool.