... by taking a few more.
Several things conspired to make today's activity possible. I woke up feeling lethargic, and thinking I needed to get back into my habit of walking each day. Before I said anything, Kira asked if I could please take a walk with her today. So, off to a great start!
But, after a week's vacation, we were low on groceries. I quickly made up a menu and shopping list, and realized I only had 18 items on my list. So, we grabbed a few canvas bags, our softside cooler bag, and walked 6 blocks to the grocery store. We both got some exercise, I only shopped from my list (impulse shopping is curbed when you know you have to carry everything 6 blocks home!), and helped protect the environment a little tiny bit!
Yea! But I still feel lethargic.
Monday, August 25, 2008
Saturday, August 16, 2008
Check, please!
Last night, I stumbled across a website highlighting examples of passive-aggressive behavior http://www.passiveaggressivenotes.com. One thread focused on customers' approach to tipping poor waitstaff (writing, "We waited 30 minutes, no servic" in ketchup and mustard on the table) Needless to say, this post had a LOT of responses, many from waiters and waitresses trying to justify why they should get 15-20% tips just for living, regardless of how terribly they serve their customers.
We eat out a lot, and we've had our share of bad waiters, but Stephen is usually fairly generous with a tip anyway. There have a been a few exceptions, however, that have caused even him to express displeasure through the lack of a tip.
Here are my two personal favorites:
At Red Lobster, where we usually receive GREAT service, we had a waiter that practically ignored us as he buttered up the two rich elderly women seated behind us. He was not winning any brownie points with us to begin with, but he drove the nail in the coffin as we were preparing to leave. As I wrote on my take-out box the contents and the date, he asked, "What are you doing?" When I told him, he looked at me and said, "Well, that's the dumbest thing I've ever heard of!"
We went to Steak and Shake after church one evening, and the restaurant was slow. We were told to pick a table and someone would be with us soon. After we finally flagged someone down, we ordered drinks. While we were waiting for our drinks, Kira lay down in the booth, saying she didn't feel very well. She suspected she was just really hungry. When we finally got our drinks, she took a few sips, which improved her color, but only briefly. Finally, she just went into the bathroom and tried to relieve her discomfort. As she was sitting there, she started to talk and puked all over the floor instead. I helped clean her off, then went and found an employee, telling her that my daughter just threw up in the restroom. 5 minutes later, we see someone wheel the mop and bucket back to the restrooms. Good! A few minutes later, Kira again needed the restroom. We ran into the employee exiting the MEN's room, who recognized us and said, "Oh, she threw up in the girls' bathroom?!?"
What are some of your dining out horror stories?
We eat out a lot, and we've had our share of bad waiters, but Stephen is usually fairly generous with a tip anyway. There have a been a few exceptions, however, that have caused even him to express displeasure through the lack of a tip.
Here are my two personal favorites:
At Red Lobster, where we usually receive GREAT service, we had a waiter that practically ignored us as he buttered up the two rich elderly women seated behind us. He was not winning any brownie points with us to begin with, but he drove the nail in the coffin as we were preparing to leave. As I wrote on my take-out box the contents and the date, he asked, "What are you doing?" When I told him, he looked at me and said, "Well, that's the dumbest thing I've ever heard of!"
We went to Steak and Shake after church one evening, and the restaurant was slow. We were told to pick a table and someone would be with us soon. After we finally flagged someone down, we ordered drinks. While we were waiting for our drinks, Kira lay down in the booth, saying she didn't feel very well. She suspected she was just really hungry. When we finally got our drinks, she took a few sips, which improved her color, but only briefly. Finally, she just went into the bathroom and tried to relieve her discomfort. As she was sitting there, she started to talk and puked all over the floor instead. I helped clean her off, then went and found an employee, telling her that my daughter just threw up in the restroom. 5 minutes later, we see someone wheel the mop and bucket back to the restrooms. Good! A few minutes later, Kira again needed the restroom. We ran into the employee exiting the MEN's room, who recognized us and said, "Oh, she threw up in the girls' bathroom?!?"
What are some of your dining out horror stories?
Thursday, August 14, 2008
Men vs. Women
The other day I told Stephen, "I love you" and he answered, "I love you more." I agreed with him that that was probably true. Don't get me wrong, I love him more than I can measure, so this is not an indication that my affection is waning (far from it!!) But I do think that while women tend to fall in love more easily (and more often), men fall much harder.
Those of you who are married, would you agree? You may vote in the poll and add your comments here.
Those of you who are married, would you agree? You may vote in the poll and add your comments here.
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