The girls are out of town being spoiled silly by their grandparents so Darling Hubby and I kicked off “Chris and Tanya’s Week of Fun” today. We slept in late, read the newspaper and decided to have lunch at P.F. Chang’s.
Since we were living la vida loca, I ordered a glass of wine with lunch (which I didn’t do at all on our vacation). Our waiter, who looked to be in his early to mid twenties, passed by our table, and seeing the glass empty (in near record time) asked if I wanted a second.
“I would love one,” I replied, “but I better not. If I drink two glasses of wine these days, I end up dancing on tables,” I joked.
“That’s funny,” he said in all seriousness, “My mom is the same way.”
Oh, I admit it…. I probably would have tipped him, too. But don’t these “kids” get it at all?
Our favorite is when Donna pays with her credit card and they bring the receipt to be signed and put it next to me. That does cost them money.
I ran into a friend of mine at the store yesterday and she shared a similar story. She is 42 (and looks great) and she was with her two children (ages 6 and 9ish) at the local pool. A cute little girl swam up and asked her what the names were of the children with her. “That’s Lauren and that’s Hugh,” she replied smiling. “Oh, are they your grandkids?” the little girl asked? My friend stopped smiling.
I was “ma’am”ed three times on vacation. Let the record reflect that despite all evidence to the contrary, I am not yet 40.