Monday, May 14, 2007
A Mother's Day to remember....
First off let me say a belated Happy Mother's Day to Moms everywhere. For those who are not familiar the father of my children and I do not live together and have not for sometime. He runs very hot and cold with the holdiays so I have learned from experience to take them in stride. Well this year he was hot. Meaning planning something special, gifts cards etc. Cold years would be cards only from boys if he can manage that. Well, this year I figured he was all gung ho becasue he is dj'ing around town and wants to shiny his image. You know check me out, see all the nice things I do. So naturally we attend brunch at a place where it plays music on Thursday nights. So we head there about 11am get seated and order. Brunch was being served with mimosas and sangria as the drinks. So he and I order a mimosa each. The waiter, a younger man I might add,goes to serve them and needless to say I end up wearing mine. Now as you can imagine everyone sitting at my table are there with mouth hanging open in utter shock. The drink went totally down my left side arm, shirt and pants. Let me tell you if I was not awake before I was now. You know in that moment when something is happening and you play the scenario out in you head. Well that was me. First thought was I could loose my ever loving mind and ruin the whole day or be gracious and salvage the brunch. Younger years this would have not even crossed my mind. So I choose the latter and as the young man was trying to keep from becoming a piece of the floor I used my napkin and started drying myself off. He runs to the kitchen for wet towels. As many of you know the drink is made with champagne and orange juice which makes for a sticky combination. So as the waiter leaves I look at my family still sitting there in total shock and say very light hearted, "I guess I will be eating for free today." With that they all relaxed and were happy that the waiter was gonna live. So in the end I had brunch all the drinks I wanted and a gift certificate for dinner all for free. Proof that when life give you lemons you can make lemonade.
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