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so, it's tues and i'm sitting here with hope (the bear) on my desk.
'rissa has been gone since sunday afternoon. it was weird not talking
to her on sunday night nor again on monday. i missed her call on monday
from adventure mnt. dang it! i'll catch today's call though.
i stayed home yesterday and vegged out on the couch watching movies and
twilight zone marathon in between working on designs and cleaning
house. i watched fireworks from my apt balcony and then went to bed.
i had a few offers to go out: my mom's, my aunt's and to christian's.
i really didn't feel like going anywhere. i was in a bit of a funk with
'rissa gone, but nothing terrible. she'll be back before i know it!
i had last night off with the holiday so i got lots of sleep and am up
early working on the urbancotton site again. my goal is to get all this
grunt work done this week...especially while 'rissa is gone. last
saturday i worked at christian's later than i wanted to, so i didn't
get to see her as much as i would've liked to before she left on sunday.
i've been busy with the urbancotton thing lately, which is why i
haven't updated xanga and myspace in ages. we've got a lot of designs
done, but i still have to bang out a website and a shopping cart!
sheesh...
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| it is truly an amzing thing that three little words can make everything
brighter, happier, and just plain better. it has been a while that i
could say them to someone else...and even longer that they have been
returned with a sincere heart. when two people can share them and mean
it...there you will find a little piece of God.
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| attention all readers, this is an update.
thank you.
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| so, i hadn't seen carissa all week. she's been running around with a
full schedule and i've been working crazy go nuts hours. yesterday she
was heading back from san diego from a mary rice hopkins concert
extravaganza when she stopped by my place. it was great to see her!
we went to eat at a little chinese joint around the corner from my apt.
it has legendary service when it comes to female customers. this is one
of my dad's fav places to eat. now, my mom has claimed several times
that one of the waitresses there has executed some of the most amazing
feats of service ever to be witnessed by a restaurant patron. the acts
have been so outrageous it is comical...one would be left scanning the
room for a camera to see if it was some sort of joke! no lie, on one
visit, my dad had finished eating before my mom. the waitress came and
took his plate...she also grabbed my mom's plate...while she was in
mid-bite! she said she had just put her fork in her mouth when the
employee of the year grabbed her plate and glass! like some sort of bad
comedy sketch! my folks laugh when telling the story. how could you
not? it seems that hanoi hanna is either very traditional when it comes
to service and men...or she just has a thing against women. at least
she didn't take the fork from my mom's mouth!
i've been there several times, both with and without my folks. i've
never seen anything out of the ordinary: food is always good, service
was quick and attentive. everything was fine...until yesterday! carissa
got the full experience that i've only heard in legends. the waitress
in question took our order. well. she took part of our order. she got
mine down fine. she sorta forgot carissa's diet coke. no bother. i
asked about it later to the only other server in the house. he brought
it back lickety-split. the only deal with him was trying to explain
that the pot of tea we received was pretty much just hot water with a
few pieces of tea leaves in it. i tried to convince him to give us
another one in exchange but all he could reply was "All tea pot the
same. You no like hot tea?" water would be fine for today, thank you.
after we finished eating, we both needed boxes to go. carissa and i had
about the same amount of food left on out plates. they give you a lot
of grub there for lunch...dinner is even more paul bunionesque. our
waitress returned with two boxes...about the size you would expect to
find a big mac hiding in. as she handed us the boxes, she looked at the
food on my plate...then the box...my plate again. she took my box
turned to get another box and said, "You need bigger box. You eat
nothing!" it now hit me who she reminded me of...she was an asian
version of edna mode! i half expected her to ad the word "daaah-ling"
to the end of every statement. she brought me back a bigger box and a
couple plastic bags. one of which she dangled in front of carissa's
face in a sort of "Hurry up and take this from my hand, it's heavy!"
carissa didn't notice it because she was concentrating on fitting 10
pounds of broccoli chicken into a 5 pound box! she was using both her
fork and mine to steam shovel her left overs into the tiny container. i
grabbed the plastic bag and laid in on the table next to carissa like
any sane person would do for someone who obviously had her hands full.
as carissa took note, she pause with her study in spacial relations and
looked up at the waitress. the waitress took one of the forks from her
hand and proceeded to package my food in the larger container. carissa
put the other fork down. she still had a sizable amount left on her
plate to take home. we both expected the waitress to proceed with
carissa's plate next. nope! she tidied up my side of the table and
left! it was great! we both couldn't help but laugh. at least she
didn't take carissa's plate and trash it. we finally got the clown car
circus act of left overs into the volkswagon container.
on the way home i recounted the story to carissa about my mom's
experience there. i think they will bond well now since they both have
survived the peking restaurant experience.
the rest of the day i tortured carissa with cult fav movies. we watched
office space and better off dead. she said her life is now complete.
but i know that the next few weeks will be full of movie references.
um, yeeaah. i want my two dollars!
it was nice just to lay around on the couch and chill with movies. she
has had a busy week and seemed pretty worn out from all the driving
she'd done. i was pretty zonked from all the hours i'd worked this week.
carissa is at a women's/mother's day dealie at church today. she'll be
out around 5 or so. i'll see what trouble we can get into tonight.
tomorrow is mother's day dinner with my folks. we are going to go to
the melting pot. it is a great place. we went last year and mom liked
it. after my dad warmed up to it, he dug it. carissa has never been.
this will be the first time carissa and my folks have met. it'll be
fine. it isn't as stressful as it may seem. well, i guess i should ask
carissa that! i hope she isn't freaked out by it. she'll see how laid
back my folks are...they should get along fine.
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