Auntie Kate The Resale Expert

Last night we went to dinner to a restaurant we’ve never gone to before, here in Sarasota Florida where we’ve lived for 10 years. We’re having a merry time, and all of a sudden, a stranger from another table comes over. She says, “Excuse me, are you from Ohio?” I nod. “Columbus?” Yes. “One More Time?” Oh my goodness, she has recognized me from a dozen years ago, when she shopped in the consignment shop I founded in Grandview Heights, One More Time.

Boy, that’s fun, on your 60th birthday to be recognized from 12 years earlier (hey, I must not be lookin’ too bad!)…until she said “I thought I knew that voice!”

Same thing happened years ago, when my shop (and I) were much younger. I was in a children’s play, an annual fund raiser for Children’s Hospital, and I was a dragon. Green union suit, tail, green makeup, false eyelashes, and I even breathed fire. So there I am, dressed up like a foolish dragon, doing my newly-learned trick of breathing fire, when a young audience member, who I guess really got into the story, yelled “Kate!” Some 8-year-old recognized me by my voice too!

Lesson learned. Lower my voice…and wear makeup, preferable not green, next time I go out. You never know when someone’s watching listening!