A run-in with Wife #1, written in Andy Warhol Diaries Style

I had Rafe all by myself, though [the Bride's mom] was going to watch him overnight on Thursday.  She was going to Atlanta for the weekend to see [the Bride's] sister and wanted to see the baby before she left.  So I was supposed to drop him off at six.  I wanted to kill time so I went to Starbucks (coffee $2.45) and sitting there was my first wife, interviewing with some ladies about an art teaching position at a high school.  And I may have made a faux pas, I just burst right into their conversation and made Kelly hold Rafe for a picture.  Because I have a blog to run, right?  I texted the picture to [the Bride], told her Kelly was applying for jobs, and [the Bride] was all [laughs] "tell her the house across the street is only 450 a month!"  Which was sweet of her.

Oh, and then later Kelly called and said she had talked to the ladies who interviewed her before, that they weren't actually hippies or anything, but that at the end of the interview they [laughs] read her her horoscope.