Sunday, December 22, 2013

DANGER!....DANGER!....DANGER!

My retirement these past few months has been pretty sedate.  Taking care of some household chores, keeping the cars in proper running order and their inspections up to date....just things like that.  That "fun life" came to an abrupt end Friday evening @ 6:30.

Background:  As has become our ritual, Friday was "date night", which usually involves dinner out.  One of K's co-workers found a new Chinese restaurant and K wanted to try it.  OK, fine with me.  BIG mistake.

It was essentially a soup kitchen, like they have in third world countries where people are just struggling to survive.  The menu featured pot stickers, fried rice, and then 3 pages of different soups.  (NOTE:  When I was growing up soup is what you ate/slurped when you were sick.  Dinner was more substantial and required chewing.)

K ordered one of the soups (it had spaghetti floating in it....go figure) and I had pot stickers.  No, I had ONE bite of A pot sticker.  They claimed it was chicken, but....?  (A whole blog post on this some other time.)

Then....and this is where things REALLY started going down hill....we stopped at a store so K could get some more of those little Keurig things for her morning coffee.  This caught her eye and she thought she'd give it a try:



O....M....G!

07:30 Saturday morning as I stumbled into the kitchen....

ME:

"Hey, how are you and Luke the Wonder Dog doin' this morning?"

K:  

"FineItriedthatnewcoffeeanditisreallygood.Ifeelsoalive!Imightmakesomemorelater.Boyisitgood."

ME:  

*Ahh-Oh*

K: 

"Iemailedyousomething.WouldyoupleaseprintitformeYou'llprobablyneedtoputsomemorepaperinfirstbecauseit's13pages."

Just then the printer coughed and spit and died.  Permanently.

K:

"Ohno.We'lljusthavetogobyOfficeDepotorStaplesandseeaboutanewone.Theyprobablyhavethemonsale.Everyonehasgreatpricesthistimeoftheyearbecause,youknow,it'sChristmasandalltheretailersaretryingtooutdoeachother.IloveChristmas."

ME:  

"Umm....something about Office Depot.  Are we going there?"

K:  

"Yes,andthenweneedtogobyTraderJoe's.IneedsomeveggiesandI'mgoingtolookforsomeofthatcoconutmilkstuffsoIcanmakemesomeofthatcoconuttealikeIhadatthatChineserestaurantlastnight.Boywasitgood!"

ME:   

"You're not going back to work until Monday the 30th, right?"

K:  

"That'sright.Ihave9gloriousdaysofftospendwithyourandLuke.Thisisgoingtobesooooowonderful.OnedaycanwegodowntoClydeWarrenParkandcheckoutthatnewiceskatingrinktheyhavethere?"

ME:  

"Did you say ice skating?  You want to go ice skating?"

K:

"Yes.I'veneverbeeniceskating,andIprobobablywon'tthistimeeitherbecauseofmybadknee,nottomentionmybadback.IwouldbearealmessifIfell.No,I'lljustwatch."

By my count she has 7 more days off work, and 7 more Bob Marley Espresso's.


S




12 comments:

  1. Hmmmm.... Bob Marley Espresso.... anything else mixed in with it?

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    1. I really don't want to know, Bill. I'm scared enough as it is.

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  2. I'm guessing that co-worker does not like you if that restaurant was recommended.

    Save the Marley coffee for special occasions, like when you are having people over and the house needs cleaning.

    Very funny!

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  3. Sounds like just the thing when I need to be good and wired. Only I can't think of a time lately when I need to be good and wired.

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  4. I always wondered why they drink espresso standing up in Italy.

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  5. Hahahaha...I looked - they sell this coffee on Amazon. I may order a box of it for the office (my boss is not a morning person - I'd love to watch his reaction to drinking it).

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  6. That makes me wish I had a Keurig machine.

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  7. itsgreatcoffeeeveryoneshouldhavesomethechineseplacewasgreatthankyouforpretendingtolikethefoodasitwasasmallplaceandwemettheownerilovemilkteanowandidohavearecipe

    mykeurigisthecheaponesoitmakesmebrew6ouncesatatimeheresyforespressobutwhatyagonnadothismorningimixeditwithcondensedmilk

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  8. Very entertaining post!
    I will have to make sure my wife does not discover Marley.

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