I went to dinner tonight with my oldest friend, Stephanie. (Not that she's old, I'm 1 month and 1 day older than she is, but we've been friends since we were 12. Not an easy feat when both of our dad's were in the Air Force and we were separated at the beginning of 7th grade when my dad got sent to Maine and her dad got sent to England.)Stephanie is truly one of the funniest people I know. (She totally *hearts* Elvis and 'N Sync.) When we were roommates a few years back, she always had me in stitches with her crazy antics.
We dragged Michelle along with us tonight to have dinner at Sampan. At the end of the meal, there sat the fortune cookies - taunting me. I hesitated, not wanting a repeat of the worst fortune ever. I reached for the cookie closest to me, opened the package, cracked the cookie and pulled out this fortune::
A romantic evening awaits you tonight.
Hallelujah!!!! (insert chorus of Heavenly Hosts) Could it be true?!? Was Prince Charming finally going to be waiting for me at home tonight? {I mean, he has been hiding out for a very l o n g time now. Maybe he's just been waiting for the right moment to meet me. (insert anticipatory giggle here)}
I showed the fortune to Stephanie and Michelle. Stephanie, who was sitting beside me, slowly extended her hand, placing it on my thigh, followed by her head slowly coming to rest on my shoulder. This was, of course, followed by an outburst of giggles. So, there you have it - my romantic evening. And no, Romeo was not waiting for me when I got home. (Stupid fortune cookie.)
After dinner, Michelle and I decided to run to Costco for more fabulous hangers, only to be disappointed when we couldn't find any. We thought it a good idea to go to customer service to find out when more would be arriving. Good thing we did, or we would've missed a totally radical display of jumping awesomeness.
Oh, yeah! We got in line behind a shaggy looking twenty-something guy wearing tight pants with the waist band resting under his butt. Totally looked like he had a load in the back of his pants. (I'm just sayin'...) As we're waiting behind him in line, he decides to show off his totally awesome skills by jumping over the crowd control ropes. He jumped over and then back, called one of his friends, got his money, and then left. What the...?!? Still can't figure out what that was all about, but whatever.
I think I'm going to take a lesson out of Melissa's book and start carrying my camera with me everywhere I go.
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Can I recommend showing lots and lots of cleavage for snagging a guy? Totally worked for me.
Oh, and I love Sampan!
I would if I had any cleavage to speak of. I've so gotta get me some boobs.
The night's not over yet, right?!?
And if that's the type of fortunes they give, I need to try this sampan place...
Yes, camera definitely a must in your life.
And the boob thing totally worked for me too. That and free food.
I can only show my good boob
The problem with my cleavage is that it's down around my belly button. I think that's why I'm currently single???
I can't stand those "looks like they have a load" guys. I swear.
Boobs was not my antidote, I have none to speak of!
Don't insane people in line make going to the stores more interesting? I was at Target last night and I had a crazy lady in front of me.....she decided NOT to use the conveyor belt to unload her items...instead handing each one to the clerk...ONE by ONE....that includes towels, bathmat, fingernail polish, soap, and MANY other things....has the world gone mad??? Luckily Sean had taken the kids to the truck to get them loaded in or else I'd have been even more irritated! What are some people thinking? Took many deep relaxing breaths to get me calm and centered again!! AGH!
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