Happy Be-lated Valentine's Day, Readers!!
I'm so sorry that I never ended up posting yesterday.
I totally understand the hate mail. I guess I should feel lucky that I'm not popular enough to get any hate mail. Whew! Dodged that bullet!
Anyway, after the things I experienced yesterday, a missed post was almost worth. Let me tell you about Valentine's Day 2013.
So, Dragon and I started our day by going over to Jane's house with John Hamm and her sister to make macaroons and chocolate covered strawberries!
Unfortunately, I had to leave for work before the macaroons were done, so Dragon and I did a Valentine Chest-Bump for Love, and I went on my merry way.
Okay, remember how I was sick earlier this week? Yeah. Well, I'm feeling loads better, but I still have a lingering cough thing. It turns out that when you work as a hostess in a romantic restaurant on Valentine's Day, you have to talk to a lot of people - and when you do that with a lingering cough thing, your voice starts to hate you and begins to gradually leave throughout the night. So, for the remainder of this story, imagine me, speaking as a hermaphroditic frog. (Side note: I totally spelled "hermaphroditic" right on the first try. GO ME!)
So, right out of the gate, we had a table come in fighting. They weren't loud, but there was obvious tension, and we could see them whisper-bickering at each other throughout their entire "meal". I'm using quotation marks because the man didn't even order anything, he just watched his date eat and then they left. It was a very uncomfortable start to the evening. My "Happy Valentine's Day" to them was not well-received...
Don't worry, though, it gets better! My parents ended up coming in for dinner, which is always a trip. Those of you who remember my mother, can only imagine how crazy her and my dad are on a night out. They're probably some of the best customers a restaurant could ask for. My dad loves everyone and they're so easy going, it's ridiculous. What truly makes them awesome, though, is their ability to be friends with strangers. Let me explain:
So this really sweet, old couple came into the restaurant, hoping to have dinner. Unfortunately we were booked solid and they didn't have a reservation, but I took them over to the bar, where I assured them that a spot would open up there for dinner in about ten minutes. My parents, who were sitting at a high-top right next to the bar, stepped in and invited these sweet people to sit with them until they could find a spot to eat dinner. Of course, this led to them actually just joining my parents for dinner. Some people might have found this inconvenient. My parents, found it as another way to get to know two really cool people.
Now, I don't know their names, but we'll call them Beatrice and Charles, and this is their story:
Beatrice and Charles have known each other since they were 17 years old. For whatever reason, they weren't able to be together, so they moved on from their teenage love and each married other people - and happily so. Beatrice's husband passed away recently, and not too long afterwards, Charles' wife also died. Now, in their late-80's, Beatrice and Charles are dating. They live in different retirement homes in the area, and they go on dates. This might be the cutest thing I've ever heard of.
Last night, for Valentine's Day, they went to the movies before coming out for dinner. The movie that they saw? Warm Bodies. If you don't know about it, click here to watch the trailer. Charles didn't know anything about it other than the title, so he assumed it was just your run-of-the-mill love story. Poor Charles... At the same time, though, way to make the best of your night, Charles and Beatrice! I mean, I know a few old people, and 90% of them would never set foot in a movie like that. Charles and Beatrice stuck it out, though, and even though they thought it was "the dumbest movie ever made" they were laughing their faces off while telling this story. You have to love and respect that.
Anyway, they made my parents' night, and they kind of made mine too. It was crappy that I had to work on Valentine's Day, but after hearing that story, I was really glad I had met them. I tried to tell them that, but I had absolutely no voice by the time they left, so I'm hoping my smile was enough.
Anyway, after all of that, I came home at about 10:30 that night. That's when Dragon came over and gave me my Valentine's Day present. Before I show you, though, you need to see what I gave him:
I thought this was fine. Right? I mean, we're not mushy-gushy romantics. I don't want flowers, because it's sad when I kill them, and last year, we didn't even celebrate Valentine's Day. So... why would I expect anything close to this?:
Sorry that the lighting is kind of crappy, but if you can't tell, that's a record player and a new stereo system. The juke box was already mine. Truth be told, this is probably one of the coolest things I've ever gotten from anyone. Except for the car my parents gave me for Christmas one year. That can never be topped. But this is a close second.
And all I gave him was a lousy Cat Pee Poetry book.