After lunch we finished shopping and found several other needed items. We had arranged to meet my dad for dinner after our spree and were hurrying back to Salt Lake to meet him. We were just starting our on our way when to our surprise we felt a powerful jolt in our rear end. No, it wasn't the quinoua, we had been hit by a young guy who was more rattled then we were. After inspecting ourselves and the car to check for any damage we found everything to be in good order, shook hands, and went on our way. After hitting unexpected traffic and getting to our dinner date over an hour later then expected, we still had a wonderful dinner and found it to be one of the most pleasant days we have had!
But Then...............
The next day was different. Matthew had worked on my hormonal system the night before and the whole next day I felt sluggish, tired, and icky. In an effort to get the most out of the work Matthew had done, I decided to rest for the day and to spend my time reading and answering the phone. But the reading made my eyes hurt and several people were a little less than friendly on the phone. At around six I was done with the day and ready for Matthew to be home and to get something to eat. Well, neither of us wanted to cook and nothing sounded good so I sent Matthew out to hunt something down to feed his starving family. He called me from an Indian restaurant and said, " There are NO people here, I'm going somewhere else!". So he went to a different restaurant where he ordered some sushi, giozas, and chow mien. Where, upon arriving home he found they had sent him with two side salads and some sushi. Being as hungry as we were we decided just to eat anyway. As i took one bite into the sushi i knew it wasn't good to eat. So Matthew packed it all back up and took it back where he had to explain to the girl how to give a refund and make change (what is our society coming to?) he then returned home where we decided to have a pizza delivered but the place we wanted pizza from didn't deliver. We were about ready to start gnawing on the plants in the front room when Matthew suggested we go out and find something. We were so hungry we found a Carl's Jr.(yes, a carls Jr.) and saw their menu that the sandwiches had lots of lettuce and tomato and thought that would be good and we can pick off the meat. We ordered and headed to a park in search of some good ju ju. When we got there we unknowingly parked in a flys nest (do flys nest?), found our order was wrong, and there was nothing wholesome or organic about the meal except the paper bag it came in. We tried to make the best of it but completely gave up as we both dribbled ketchup all over! Enough is enough!
But I guess you have to take the good with the bad. If it weren't for soda how could I know the joys of cold pressed apple,ginger, and cranberry juice. and if it weren't for carl's jr how could I appreciate organic hummas. Yes, after it all, I must admit, there is wisdom in opposition in all things.
3 comments:
Even though you posted this at my house and I heard it all before you even posted it, I want to once again commend you on another great entry. You really have a gift of writting. I hope you also learned a valuable lesson to ALWAYS check your food order before you leave the restaurant!
Wow...quite a few contrasting days you had! I think the big difference is that you saw my family before the Park City experience! lol
of coarse! how can we leave out the beardens! that made that day the beeeest!
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