Unfortunately, the rice is not working in my favor – camera is still inoperative. Fortunately for me, my friends hang out with me for more than just my camera. Some hang out with me so they can be in the blog.
Late last night, while waiting for the foccacia to bake, I invited OregganO and Sleepless to go to one of local resorts for lunch. I thought it might be nice for us to meet up with MyFace. Due to the late hour at which we were making plans, I failed to advise MyFace of the plan. This morning, when OregganO and Sleepless arrived all dolled up to lunch, I suggested we (aka Sleepless) contact MyFace to let her know we would be joining her for lunch.
Sleepless took care of the call to MyFace and then phoned her tattoo artist to inquire about appointments for me, her, OregganO, Patty Melt and FatGirl. As she hung up the phone she said, “Phew, got rid of those penguins.” “Penguins?” asked OregganO and I, “What penguins?” “You see,” Sleepless began to explain, “My brain is only so big and I can only have so many penguins in there at one time. So, when I’ve finished certain tasks, I just let those penguins drop off the iceberg.”
We located a lovely pub and opted, based on their mimosa/bloody mary special, to dine there. OregganO and I each ordered a bloody mary and Sleepless ordered a mimosa with pineapple juice (she doesn’t like organge juice – a ‘penguin’ that will have to stay on the iceberg). Once we got our drinks we decided there clearly were not enough olives. We shared our olive interest with our waiter and he returned with two sipper straws fully covered in olives.
We were enjoying our meal when our second drinks were served. “Courtesy of the bartender, the thirty olive bloody mary.” Thirty olive – superb. Good to know the bartender wasn’t so quick to let those penguins drop off the iceberg.