3/14/2005 09:32:00 AM|||Garnet|||

And so begins Spring Break. But not just yet. I have a short paper to write this afternoon. And then I can continue "kickin' it."

Remember last week, I told you about our friends who just had a baby? Well, here's an adorable picture of the new little guy!

Last night we saw Father of the Bride at SIL's theater (she's the stage manager). This was the best show yet! Mostly because there was no singing. And also because Carmine from Laverne and Shirley was in it. It was hilarious! The food was great, too. The service absolutely SUCKED beyond belief! Our waiter talked too fast, mumbled his words and was making stupid jokes about us sitting at the "Presidential Table" (becaue we were sitting in the second row from the stage -- we get free tix from SIL, go figure!). He kept grabbing my shoulder, HARD, when he'd talk to us or make his stupid quips. He messed up our order as well as the orders from all of his four other tables (I witnessed it happen). Fortunately, a manager comped part of our meals. But then I think the guy got in trouble because a little while later, after another couple at one of his other tables asked for a comment card and the waiter's last name, he came over and apologized to us for messing up our orders. He said, "It must be all the radiation in my brain." We giggled uncomfortably to make him shut up. But it didn't work. He continued, "No, I really do have radiation in my brain. I've been getting radation treatments lately and it's hard...." He did this please-give-me-sympathy sigh and then sauntered off. I couldn't believe it. He may very well be involved in radiation therapy for some reason but it's inexcusable for him to announce it to his customers in attempts to prevent them from filling out nasty notes about him on the comment cards. I was appalled. I noted as such on the comment card. And to tell you the truth, I felt physically violated by his grabbing me all damn night long. I swear, he must've grabbed my shoulder at least a dozen times. I tried shrinking away and leaning the other direction to avoid it but it did not help. He had long arms and could reach me. I was able to bypass it once by going to the restroom. I was on the verge of telling him to stop grabbing me when he told us about his radiation issues. That just left me speechless. It's a great theater, super food and awesome shows. But the service S-U-C-K-S! Actually, the backup dude who wanders around to fill up glasses of water, tea and coffee...he was really nice, kinda cute and very attentive. I wonder why he's not an actual waiter!

I got my new iPod FINALLY. And loving it! Honey got me some printable tattoos for the iPod for my birthday so I'm trying that out today.

We went guitar shopping on Saturday. We've decided to just buy a brand new guitar that we can both use. We're selling a couple of Honey's current guitars and he's getting some kind of bonus from work. So we went to one store in Englewood and started strumming some of the lower-priced models. A sales guy taught me a couple new chords and helped me hear the difference between some of the instruments. We went in with a small and limited budget because we didn't know how much Honey's bonus would be. Well, while I was strumming with the salesguy, Honey's cell phone rang and he ran off to answer it, claiming it was his boss. He stood across the storeroom floor from us and chatted away with bossman. All of a sudden, his face split into the biggest grin I haven't seen on him since our wedding day! He kept saying, "That's awesome, man! I'm so excited!" He gave me the thumbs up and bounced it in the air as if to say, "GO HIGHER!" Our budget just tripled in size!!! Turns out, his bonus is way better than we could've imagined, plus he got a raise. I am so proud of him. He's been through some difficult times in the working world the past five years or so. And he has definitely earned his position today. So...we kept looking at other guitars. We're not blowing a huge chunk of change on one because it's just foolish since I'm a beginner and he's all into the banjo more these days. But we are now able to invest in a better quality guitar than we had thought before. I'm stoked! Oh and my class starts tomorrow night! (I'll have to use Honey's big fat guitar until we decide and purchase a new one that's my size).

Well, my papa is coming to pick me up in about an hour to take me to lunch as he evaluates another restaurant for that Secret Diner gig. It's actually a wings place in town and he took me and his gf there on Friday and it was GOOOOOOOOD! My mouth is watering already!

Happy Monday to everyone!

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