Can you see where we were today?
Lily and Jessie wanted to get together for lunch before Jessie and her band of merry travelers head up to North Carolina and sent out an invitation to us all. I was the one to suggest Japanica because it was in the right part of town to make it convenient and we hadn't been there in forever.
And so we went and it was very, very good. When the server asked if we needed any to-go containers I said, "No. We are all little piggies and ate everything."
Which we mostly did.
Levon wasn't there because he's in a little day camp at his old school, and Hank and May weren't there because they were working, but Mr. Moon was there and Rachel too. It was a fun feast. Maggie was in attendance too but was in the restroom when I took that picture so here's another picture with her in it.
Glen went to Verizon before lunch to see about getting a new phone and of course that is going to end up being a nightmare. Credit from our insurance will apply to the purchase of a new one but the new one has to arrive before that credit can be applied and so until that happens, he can't get the new phone. Of course after he does get it, he'll have to figure out his passwords to get his information from the cloud. He's already talked to Apple who have incredible tech support, unlike, uh...everyone else he's had to deal with today. I would be tempted to ask why life has to be so difficult these days but I suppose iPhone difficulties are less than nothing compared to the Bubonic Plague or World War I or II or even just dying from a small cut that gets infected which is how Glen's grandfather died. And didn't some king or prince die from infected blisters on his feet?
I think so. All praise Neosporin!
Maurice does not seem to be holding a grudge against her beloved daddy after this trip away. She cuddled up on his lap this morning as she usually does. He says that when he needs to get up for another cup of coffee he will say, "I'm sorry girl, but it's time for more coffee," and she growls at him and then moves to the arm of the chair.
She is not lacking in intelligence. Just manners. And a basic sense of civility.
"And it's funny every time, right?" I asked him.
He did not bother to reply and I entered my debit card, paid, got my receipt and went on my way and you know why I asked him that? Because I wanted that tiny sliver of connection that says, "I see you, do you see me?"
What a lucky girl I am.