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Tuesday
Oct272009
I said "tapas"
Last week I was thrilled to have a visit with this wonderful lass. Liz and I met between my hometown and hers at a new tapas* bar where she treated me to a birthday lunch (don't you love it when your birthday kind of spills over into the following week?). It was fabulous (the meet-up and the food) and so much fun to sit for a couple of hours with a kindred blog friend.
I'm lucky we live in the same corner of the world. [Now I'm scheming to have my middle daughter meet her son at one of the multi-stake church dances...shhh....don't tell the kids...they tend to resist my matchmaking suggestions...]
Thanks, Liz. You're a treasure.
*when I told someone about this, they misheard me and asked "a t@pless bar?" As if.
Tuesday, October 27, 2009
Reader Comments (5)
Hi Annie, I am a lurker on your blog and love reading it. I "know" you because Christie is a friend of a friend and I found your blog. After reading this post I had to tell you about when my husband had a conservative LDS boss that kept inviting him to a tapas bar for lunch and my husband kept declining, thinking he was saying t@pless and was a little shocked. Finally he realized, ohhhhhh, tapas.
We'll go topless for my birthday lunch. WOOHOO!!! That was nice wasn't it!?! Next time forget about your papers and go shopping with me. I too am trying to scheme a meeting with our 13/14 yr olds. I'm going to ask if he can go to this dance since his birthday IS in Dec. I'll let you know. Now I'm going to see if I can find a recipe for that sweet potato fritte sauce-YUM!
Ha Ha-- you don't know how many stories I've heard about the tapas/topless mistake. Too funny. My favorite was when my friend Jen's dad was in town visiting and she offered to take him to a tapas bar for dinner. He hesitantly went with her and not until they were half way into dinner did he confess he thought she was taking him to a topless bar. Her reaction: "And you were going to come?!"
did you miss me?
Girls gone wild. Fun. I wish I had been there.