Prepare for a shock.
Prepared?
OK.
I’m a gloater.
Yes, I know, it’s totally out of character. I’m honey sweet in every other way but for some reason, I just can’t control myself. I have no shame. No sense of decorum. I love to gloat.
I remember freshman year in college, finals week rolled around. Everyone else in my suite had their last final Friday afternoon and were stuck on campus for a whole week waiting for it. Me? I was done Tuesday morning and boy was I annoying. I can still remember the little song I made up to sing to my suffering roomies. Reminicent of Eddie Murphy’s ice cream song, it went something like this.
Today in Monday, and then it’s Tuesday and then I’m going home and you are nah-aught, nay nay nay nay nay. (repeat nay nay chorus until someone hits you with a pillow.)
Needless to say, my little song was not appreciated.
So last night, I had my book group dinner. There we sat around a beautiful table over looking the Lake Oswego lake, sipping our cocktails, and talking shop. And I just couldn’t help myself, I had to gloat. They whole meal, all I could talk about was how hard it was to wait three whole days before I could go to Hawaii. How taxing it was to have to pack all those swimsuits and sun tan lotion. My ongoing internal debate about how many sundresses where enough. And I loved it. My only regret is that I couldn’t remember my gloat song last night.
So ladies, this one is for you.
Today is Thursday, and then it’s Friday, and then I’m in Hawaii, and you are not, nay nay nay nay nay.
Nay nay nay nay nay.
Artie is going to have LOTS of new tricks when you get home. . . . Liza, let’s plot!! Have a great time!
Kat – I think getting Artie to snuggle up on Chrissie’s pillow for TWO WHOLE weeks is a good start. That smell would last a while…
Speaking of gloating…Traci and I thought and thought about what we could do that would be gloatable in return (not really) and we came up with IKEA. We went yesterday, on a rainy Sunday in Oregon so you know that half of the state was crammed into that blue and yellow building. Regardless, we plowed forth and stood in a Disneyland-worthy line so we could eat our weight in little meatballs. Then we followed the little arrows on the floor (BTW – Traci is an obsessive arrow follower) and wound our way around the store oohing and aahing at all the things we never knew we needed but just had to have. We each got out of there with less than $200 worth of Swedish stuff which I rushed home and set up feeling oddly satisfied. So there is my gloat – insufficient I know, but some of us aren’t in Hawaii and have to take what we can get.
Here’s to sand in your shorts!!! Have a great time.
And if that is not gloat-worthy enough….. we decided that since my friends from Denver are in town this weekend, we needed someplace to have dinner Friday night (BTW- Liza will be kid-free, so there WILL be adult beverages).
Guess where we picked? ….. Mother’s! 🙂
p.s. I leave for Hawaii in 4 days!
Chrissie and Kevin,
This is Felix. Paul Tang and I lost touch with you guys after your wedding. Drop me an email sometime. Paul is actually in Portland now!
Felix
Chrissie– I’m a friend of Kevin’s from college. If Kevin wants to get in touch with me please have him email me at pauletang@gmail.com. Felix sends regards as well. thank!