Fried Chicken & Fred Flintstone Feet
Tonight I took Meerie and Kim out to Hop Sing Palace where they serve a great wor won ton mein soup. I've been bragging about it to Meerie for quite some time now and couldn't wait to take her. I felt like a little kid when I looked at her expectantly as she took a taste of it, then beamed when she said to me, "You did good, Karen - this is very good."
W00T! Yes, my mommy's opinion matters :)
Kim ordered the fried chicken dinner - yes folks, the fried chicken dinner at a Chinese restaurant.
"Kim," I say. "we're not at Denny's. Can't ya order the soup? That's why I brought you and mom here."
"But, I'm sick of Chinese food, Karen."
Of course, that didn't stop her from ordering the pork fried rice with her chicken.
About eight minutes later, our orders arrive. Meerie and I have these big bowls of steaming soup filled with noodles, won ton, shrimp, chicken, pork and Chinese vegetables while Kim's plate was filled with the fried rice and chicken nuggets?
"What're those?" I ask her as I take a sip of my soup. "I thought you ordered fried chicken."
"So did I, " she sighed.
"Well, it is fried," Meerie points out.
"Yeah," Kim sighs again.
Meerie and I felt sorry for her, so we gave her some of our soup. She offered us pieces of her nuggets, but we politely refused and sorta shuddered just looking at 'em.
After dinner, we went to Starbuck's and then went shopping where I bought myself a pair of my fave ever-so faithful Nike tennis shoes and Meerie bought her some Reebox, a pair of pants and a top. Kim bought herself a pair of shorts and a top.
When Meerie was trying on tennis shoes, I stood what seemed like forever watching Kim as she helped Meerie tie up the shoe and and I finally said, "Meerie, yanno methinks you're gonna have to get up one hour early just to give yourself time to tie up those flippin' laces. I vote no on those shoes"
"But, these are cool!" Kim exclaims.
"C'mon Kim," I tell her. "Mom looks like she's 13 years old from the ankles down with those shoes. Plus, we've already been here 10 minutes and she has only one of 'em on, tied up and ready to go. At this rate, the store is gonna close before she can do the other one up."
"Ha, ha," she says. "very funny, Nerd Woman."
"Forget it Kirby," Meerie says to Kim. "I don't want them."
So, Meerie tries on another pair and Kim doesn't hesitate in pointing out in her own special way, which is quite loud: "Mom, those shoes make your feet look wide, round and BIG!"
Well, thanks to Kim, our family secret is out; the entire shoe department now knows Meerie has feet like Fred Flintstone.
Tonight I took Meerie and Kim out to Hop Sing Palace where they serve a great wor won ton mein soup. I've been bragging about it to Meerie for quite some time now and couldn't wait to take her. I felt like a little kid when I looked at her expectantly as she took a taste of it, then beamed when she said to me, "You did good, Karen - this is very good."
W00T! Yes, my mommy's opinion matters :)
Kim ordered the fried chicken dinner - yes folks, the fried chicken dinner at a Chinese restaurant.
"Kim," I say. "we're not at Denny's. Can't ya order the soup? That's why I brought you and mom here."
"But, I'm sick of Chinese food, Karen."
Of course, that didn't stop her from ordering the pork fried rice with her chicken.
About eight minutes later, our orders arrive. Meerie and I have these big bowls of steaming soup filled with noodles, won ton, shrimp, chicken, pork and Chinese vegetables while Kim's plate was filled with the fried rice and chicken nuggets?
"What're those?" I ask her as I take a sip of my soup. "I thought you ordered fried chicken."
"So did I, " she sighed.
"Well, it is fried," Meerie points out.
"Yeah," Kim sighs again.
Meerie and I felt sorry for her, so we gave her some of our soup. She offered us pieces of her nuggets, but we politely refused and sorta shuddered just looking at 'em.
After dinner, we went to Starbuck's and then went shopping where I bought myself a pair of my fave ever-so faithful Nike tennis shoes and Meerie bought her some Reebox, a pair of pants and a top. Kim bought herself a pair of shorts and a top.
When Meerie was trying on tennis shoes, I stood what seemed like forever watching Kim as she helped Meerie tie up the shoe and and I finally said, "Meerie, yanno methinks you're gonna have to get up one hour early just to give yourself time to tie up those flippin' laces. I vote no on those shoes"
"But, these are cool!" Kim exclaims.
"C'mon Kim," I tell her. "Mom looks like she's 13 years old from the ankles down with those shoes. Plus, we've already been here 10 minutes and she has only one of 'em on, tied up and ready to go. At this rate, the store is gonna close before she can do the other one up."
"Ha, ha," she says. "very funny, Nerd Woman."
"Forget it Kirby," Meerie says to Kim. "I don't want them."
So, Meerie tries on another pair and Kim doesn't hesitate in pointing out in her own special way, which is quite loud: "Mom, those shoes make your feet look wide, round and BIG!"
Well, thanks to Kim, our family secret is out; the entire shoe department now knows Meerie has feet like Fred Flintstone.
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