A Triple Shot of Strangers and Dancing With The Steamer

Yesterday (Tuesday) I had pleasure of having lunch with my best buddy, Trish. It was a great day. I had seen her since before Christmas so we were long overdue to catch-up. We met at Panera Bread and it was busy,but we found a two-top over by the windows, away from the masses. We talked about the past, present, and future, but most of all we laughed. Trish ate well - soup and salad. I had a tomato/mozzarella sandwich and small bag chips. I gave Trish a quick summary of how I decided to meet people and I told her that I would meet someone on out way out. He was standing in line waiting to order. Not a tall man, maybe about my height. Dark hair wearing a light purple shirt with a dark purple tie (shout out to K-State - yes that is why I picked him). Gave him my spiel and I meet David. He was in a bit of a hurry to eat so I wished him a great day and he bid me good-bye with a "God Bless You." It was a great day - good food, good friend, good fun. Oh yeah and the temperature was in the 50's on Tuesday.

Today (Wednesday), I had the pleasure of meeting two strangers at the discretion of my driver and the other car occupants (Mason was driving, Britni (Mason's girlfriend) and Grayson. This has become an exciting way to meet my strangers. So there I am in the back seat, not knowing where we were going to end up and I kept repeating, "I don't want to go too far from home." Driving further away from home and in the direction of Dallas, I was afraid of where we might end up. So again, I repeated, "I don't want to end up too far from home" and this time Grayson says, "You have said that like 4 times." Hhhmmm, I guess because I didn't think that anyone was listening to me - duh. So with a quick u-turn; where did we end my??? Well of course - a baseball practice. Okey Dokey. Not a chick in sight as I stroll up to the "dads" standing there chewing the fat while their boys ran around the diamond. You would have thought an alien was approaching because they all stopped talking when I stopped at the nearest "dad." Gave him the spiel and extended my hand with "My name is Donna." He shook my hand with a "Hi, my name is Rusty." With the other "dads" staring at him, he got uncomfortable and starting moving away from me. I think he wanted this conversation to end. So I asked him what he did and he said "What do you mean?" I said, "Are you a magician, exterminator, professional yodeler?" And he said a "Service Technician." Pacing back and forth and I really think that he was trying to get away from me. I took the clue and went back to the car and as soon as I got into the car, the kids all said to me, "He looked like he was scared of you and I think he was trying to get away from you." They were laughing and I was laughing. I am sure that Rusty and his "dad" friends are still laughing too. Heading toward home - we made one more stop.

Wayne's Wing Mart/Beauty Supply/Deli/Beer and Wine. Now for just a minute close your eyes and get an mental image of what might inside. There were bars on the bars that were on the doors!!! I walked into sensory overload. I wasn't even sure which way to go. Looked to the left and there was a huge plexi-glass enclosure with a guy behind in it. In front of me where t-shirts and various sundries for sale and to the right....Oh my lord. Along the right side of the wall and across the back wall were.....Wigs...Afro-American Wigs. All on Afro-American heads. Short wigs, long wigs, blonde wigs, black wig, magenta wigs.......well I think that you get the picture. I couldn't take my eyes off of them...it was crazy. Two guys ahead of me purchasing french fries, chicken and lottery tickets finished and I moved toward the big plexi-glass cage. Saying my spiel, I thrust my hand in the little mouse hole like opening. And I think that the dude thought I was going to rob him. I said my name is Donna and he reluctantly told me that his name was Peter. His eyes are darting back and forth and he keeps looking at my little memo pad and pen - I don't think that he could comprehend that I was not robbing him. I told him that I driven by this place many times and often wondered what was inside. I asked him if business was good and he said, "Yes." I kept turning around and looking at the wigs. I had just never seen wigs sold in the same place that you could buy chicken wings. I started getting the feeling that Peter was going to push the panic button so I headed back to the car. And once in the car, Mason locked all the doors and slammed the car into reverse. I think that he thought I would come flying out like Bo Duke doing the hood slide if things went crazy, but instead I just walked out and I began to tell them all about the wigs. I may have to go back just to check out all the wigs - that was just too crazy.

Talk about crazy, I have to share a funny moment from last night. Grayson decided that she was going to take a shower in our bathroom,but wanted me to stay upstairs with her so she wasn't alone. She had "her" music playing and she was singing at the top of her lungs. So I decided that I would dance the way she does. Oh my goodness, I had things flapping and flinging in all different directions. And to top it all off - I was watching myself in the mirror. I looked like a deranged clown who had escaped from the circus. Lucky for me, a slow song came on so that I could catch my breath, but then I realized I had no one to dance with so I found a partner. I started dancing with the steamer that we have in our bathroom. It it the kind that is on wheels and has the long pole to drape clothes on. So there I was dancing around the bathroom with my new found dancing partner. Grayson opened the door and asked "What the heck are you doing" and I told her that I was slow dancing with my date. And then out the mouth of babes, she says "Are you dancing with Donnie Magnuson???" Huh??? What??? I about fell on the floor laughing and once I picked myself up - I told her that I don't think that I had ever even danced with him. So I continued to dance with my steam presser. Slow dance was over and I began to Crunk and Tic Toc Dance until I flat ran out of breath. I need to rest. Went downstairs to get a bottle of water. I asked Chris and Mason if they heard me dancing and Chris told me that it, "Sounded like a herd of water buffalo running across the floor."

Quite frankly, I probably looked like a water buffalo trying to pull herself out of river, but this water buffalo had a great time.