there's this one woman that i call the "waving lady". i think she's european of some sort because she drives a mercedes, wears culottes and a fanny pack and sometimes fashions her hair into princess-leia type buns. one day i saw her with a big bag of lemons - somehow this makes her "european" to me. she's probably in her 40s. her boyfriend is in his 60s. he drives a lexus suv. he never stays over but her picks her up for breakfast every single morning. and every single time when he drops her off, she waves and waves and waves until she can no longer see his car. in fact, she waves a little bit after she can't see his car just in case he can somehow see her. she waves these crazy two-armed waves and either walks down the sidewalk or right in the middle of the parking lot/road. when i first saw her do it i thought "isn't that cute? he's going out of town and she already misses him!" and then it was happening EVERYDAY.
needless to say, my husband and i get a huge kick out of it and have started waving to one another even when we just get up from the couch to use the baffroom.
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