some side on the sauce

everything was going terrible today, until lunch – then everything came together…

i met lib (and the 3 snicker doodles) for lunch at grotto’s…a fine delaware pizzeria. whenever i meet the family for lunch i know things will always turn for the better. today was no different. it came time to order, so when ordering i said to our waitress…

can i have some honey mustard side on the sauce

the waitress didn’t even hesitate and began writing on her little notepad. i had no clue as to what was going to happen next, or what had just happened (as usual). Libby looked at me and said…

did you just say, some side on the sauce???

her tone was very clear, what she was really saying was “you’re such a dork!”

at this point i just play it cool, because after all – i am cool, so it’s never a problem to play it cool. i can’t remember what happened next, because when i go into “play it cool” mode i can only focus on the cool. but i think i came out on top.

later, it got even better. our waitress was standing near us, and said…

have a good day

so i said

thanks, we will

i thought it was a little strange that she said this in the middle of the meal, but i thought she was just recognizing how cool we were…but what i didn’t realize is that the people next to us were getting up to leave, and she was talking to them. but to make me feel better, she did say…

you have a good day too

and i did feel better. and i think she felt better too, because she started to laugh.

in fact i was feeling really great at this point – my day had finally turned to the north. but then libby pointed out the obvious. she said our waitress was cute. or maybe i pointed it out – i can’t remember. my memory is a little selective. she claimed i was flustered around the waitress because of her cuteness, hence the above blunders. i think she’s way off, way way off.

later eden dropped her hot dog, and i stepped up to the plate and asked for a replacement hot dog – i said it in a very cool way, so all was good. and all is good now.

in other news, i am feeling pretty darn good about myself because i actually drug myself out of bed the last 2 mornings between 4 and 5 am to pray for my peeps. i should not use that word peeps, but it’s easier to keep going now, than it is to go back. so i told lib about how great i am feeling for praying at this ridiculous hour. once again she put me in my place and told me she’s been getting up 2 or 3 times a night to feed our son, silas – for the last 2 months! touché. once again i’m back to my dork status, but i’m cool with that because no one can take away the cool