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
