Another day, another thrift, another glorious carload of goodies. So am.don and j.hol and I take off for Holiday Kitchen for the ALL YOU CAN EAT Soup, salad and bread. It's a glory just waiting to happen I tell you. GLORY. Thee most delicious salad, thee most delicious bread. And yumyum soup. So we're sitting in our booth, and all the sudden I'm telling a story to am.don and a bug zooms in front of her face and starts heading straight for my eyeballs. I gazed terrified at it, not sure what to do, and after wavering to decide which side to dodge to I DOVE to my left, and the bug went on its way. am.don was literally in tears she was laughing so hard. I was flailing my hair about saying "Is it stuck in my hair? Is it in there? I got a bee stuck in my hair TWICE upon a time." All the while j.hol is leaned on his elbow gazing at the whole situation. am.don LITERALLY still tearing. She was weezing and trying to hold herself together. LOVE IT.
THEN a man walks into the restaurant and sits in the booth next to ours. COME TO FIND OUT he is the same (older) man who was once upon a time buying my friends and I drinks at a bar in Iron Mountain. He then walked up to a.mac and said
Man: "I don't mean to be rude, but, are you, or have you ever been a dancer?"
A.mac: "um...no, have you?"
Man: "No, but I've been to Dallas."
A.mac: "Oh...well thanks so much for the drinks!"
WHAT!?! Crazy person what does traveling to Dallas have to do with being a dancer?
I love my life.
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