The universe is screwing with me
Last night, I was feeling peckish, something that hasn’t happened to me in eons, so we decided very late that we would go out to get some food. I am admitting that I am eating terribly lately. I’m pretty sure it’s because I’m feeling much better and my old habits are kicking in. I need to shake myself out of this.
Anyway, we ended up driving aimlessly and landed at Boston Pizza. I ordered this. I am having this obsession with photographing food lately. So the waiter comes and takes my order and he looks vaguely familiar. I tell hubby:
Me: hmmm, do you remember the Smiths? I think that’s their son
Hubby: Nah. But his name tag does says John
Me: See? I’m going to ask him what his last name is when he gets back
Waiter comes back
Me: What’s your last name?
All of us: Start chatting about the past. We haven’t seen this guy in 25 years.
After the reminiscing, he orders our food and leaves the table. I was so surprised we ran into this guy in this way. My eyes surveyed the room and landed on another guy. He was sitting at a table amongst 5 other youngish friends. This is where the story gets even more interesting. Guess who I see. Just guess.
I had to do a double take and I started laughing for 5 minutes. There must be a reason why he keeps popping up.
One thing from this lesson is that Lyme has not taken away the ability for me to recognize faces.
*names have been changed to protect privacy
On the Kombucha story, it’s been about over a week and I cannot believe that a baby scoby is forming on the top! Only a week!