Give me a chance here! And yes I'm kidding...Sorry I kept you folks waiting...I'm killing your Friday...all 9 of you...
I've been gone for the last 3 hours so this post might get lengthy...feel free to print it off and put it in the top drawer of your desk or under the spreadsheet you're already pretending to read...Let's get started...
Remember that whole "Cabin fever" thing we were suffering through the past few days?
Color. Us. Cured.
Today has been fairly eventful. Ethan had an exercise session so that took up a couple hours of his morning...In the meantime, Summer & Owen just hung out coloring with me...A little high quality bonding time.
Around noon we went to pick up Ethan and luckily this time - as some of you may recall - I was not summoned into the back to discuss Ethan's behavior. Needless to say, everyone got high fives from me today...Especially Tawanda at the front desk. She got two and a wink...and maybe my number...
On the way to the car I tell Ethan we're going to meet up with his Dad and others for lunch. He replies:
"Ahhh...I love Dada...I...I...I...My favorite is Casa Rande (note: it's actually Casa Grande) b-b-because they have CHEEEEEEESE DIIIIIIP"
He yells this as loud as possible in a really deep voice. I stop to laugh. I am now sufficiently stoked about lunch.
After a boring ride listening to Gare-wet (time to write some new songs buddy) and talking to blog fan Ellington on the phone as she rattled on and on about something ridiculous...We arrive at Casa Grande.
This lunch is going to be huge. We have a roster made up of:
- Myself
- The CEO
- The Three Co-Workers
- Drummie (My friend)
- Tica (My sister)
- Kimmie (Tica's friend)
- Our Waiter - "Knock Off Marc Anthony"
A Mexican lunch with these kids is a friggin circus...Salsa's flying one way, chips are crumbling left and right, Ethan's got cheese dip over every inch of his mouth dripping down his chin..."Marc Anthony" is confused by the sheer magnitude of it all...and I'm laughing because only 2 adults at the table have any idea what to really expect...
Once everyone got their drink and such the table turns into open season...kids are hollering, laughing, people are staring...
Highlights:
- Drummie has met the kids before...Owen is a bit funny with new people...especially guys so I expected him to be a little shy. Turns out the jokester came out.
"Owen, you remember Drummie?"
"that's not Drummie...that guys crazy"
"Haha...no that's Drummie..."
"His names not Drummie...He's Skinny Guy"
Rest of the meal it was "Hey Skinny Guy" this and that...
- Ethan got a Sprite to drink. Being that he was thirsty, he drank a bit more than he should have and, as expected, he unleashes a huge burp...
Everyone laughs.
HUGE smile crosses his face. If nothing else, he's a ham for attention. I might stop calling him Ethan and change his name to "US Weekly" I mean he loves it. He even asked to make another video earlier.
So now he has a method of capturing every ones attention. Sprite is now getting sucked down at record levels...to the point he's turning red trying to suck down as much as possible as quickly as possible.
He burps again. Now he knows it works more than once.
He does it again...Drink is now finished.
"Marc Anthony" refills it.
He does it again. We are still laughing at him because he looks remarkably happy.
This all takes place in the time it takes the CEO to take Summer to the bathroom. So, maybe 5-7 minutes...
Finally, I decide this could break bad if he keeps it up...
You're probably wondering what card I played...How could I make him stop? Since I am, at the moment, his intellectual superior I prey on his greatest fear:
"Hey man, keep that up and you might puke..."
"What?"
The Chugging Sprite game is over.
- Being that they are cute kids (I'm not biased. It has no bearing on my life whatsoever if they are cute or ugly...but they're cute so its relevant) this lady unintentionally found herself staring at the 3 ring circus in the middle of a Mexican restaurant...Up until Owen noticed her staring and decided to set her straight...
Annoyed (a little freaked out) Owen: "Hey, what are you staring at?"
Startled Lady: "Oh I'm sorry..."
Owen: "Go..."
The adults at the table: "Hey...shes just being nice" (It should be noted we're all half laughing at his ballsy approach...)
Lady says hes cute. I tell him to get used to girls staring at him. Lady laughs. I tell her I'm available. She tells me shes 65. He says he doesn't like people looking at him. I say "word."
Lesson Learned: If this blog takes off there is a 75% chance Owen goes nuts one day and Sean Penn's a fan who gets too close for comfort...
- Near the end, Owen and I are joking with each other...saying the other smells and such...you know, guy sh*t...
At one point I tell Owen I'm going to pick him up and turn him inside out. To this he replies:
"I'm going to turn your shirt inside out and show your pecs..."
WHAT?
First of all, this makes me uncomfortable when its said in a crowded restaurant...then the CEO tells us how they explained the difference between female and male top half's to the boys...So now I understand...
However, second of all, I don't even have pecs so it would have been a heart breaker...
After lunch we went on a little field trip to a local business...I'll be back shortly with that story...
[UPDATE: I FORGOT TO GIVE DRUMMIE CREDIT - THIS GUY BOUGHT ALL 3 KIDS SOME CANDY AFTER LUNCH...SUPER NICE, SINGLE GUY LADIES...]
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