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Last night was one of those fun times that doesn't involve anything really extraordinary, but just a bunch of simple fun occurences that add up to one really fabulous evening.
James and I went to visit Becky, Manny and little Gracie (as Grayson is sometimes called). We chatted and cooed and made jokes that had Becky crying from laughing so hard her belly hurt. They'll be checking out of the hospital today and I'll stop by their house tomorrow to get Becky's office key (and play with the baby some more, of course).
Afterward, James and I went to Kobe for dinner. We haven't done the Japanese steakhouse thing in a long time. It was about 8:30 when we got there, so the crowd had thinned out. We got a table in the back with a family of four. (If you've never been to a Japanese steakhouse, people are seated on three sides of the grill. The chef cooks your food in front of you in a most entertaining fashion. Onion volcanoes forever!) Our tablemates were a couple in there early 50s, I'd guess, and their two kids, who were in their early twenties. We gelled with them right away. Our chef was the best we've ever had. He was hilarious. People at other tables were staring at us because we were laughing so loudly. We were really very raucous. It was awesome. We totally had the party table.
We were very easy on our chef, too. The mom and daughter had chicken, the son and I had steak, and the dad and James had filet mignon. All the beef eaters wanted their meat cooked medium rare. Our chef liked us.
After that James went to Coldstone to grab some ice cream. I was stuffed, so I just waited in the car. As he was about to leave, the family from the restaurant walked in and asked James if he was stalking them. He said, "Yes, in reverse!"
When we got home I started playing around online, looking for new music to check out. I happened across a Japanese punk band, based out of New York and had to call James in to listen to them. The song I found was tailor made for our evening last night. Are you ready? I'm going to quote the song, then giggle madly while you all groan. Please forgive my poor use of phonetics, but these guys were heavily accented.
I have a question for you!
How would you like cook you-ah steak?
How would you like cook you-ah steak?
How would you like cook you-ah STEAK?
MEDIUM RAY-AH!
MEDIUM RAY-AH!
MEDIUM RAY-AH!
Oh my goodness, I about died laughing.
James and I went to visit Becky, Manny and little Gracie (as Grayson is sometimes called). We chatted and cooed and made jokes that had Becky crying from laughing so hard her belly hurt. They'll be checking out of the hospital today and I'll stop by their house tomorrow to get Becky's office key (and play with the baby some more, of course).
Afterward, James and I went to Kobe for dinner. We haven't done the Japanese steakhouse thing in a long time. It was about 8:30 when we got there, so the crowd had thinned out. We got a table in the back with a family of four. (If you've never been to a Japanese steakhouse, people are seated on three sides of the grill. The chef cooks your food in front of you in a most entertaining fashion. Onion volcanoes forever!) Our tablemates were a couple in there early 50s, I'd guess, and their two kids, who were in their early twenties. We gelled with them right away. Our chef was the best we've ever had. He was hilarious. People at other tables were staring at us because we were laughing so loudly. We were really very raucous. It was awesome. We totally had the party table.
We were very easy on our chef, too. The mom and daughter had chicken, the son and I had steak, and the dad and James had filet mignon. All the beef eaters wanted their meat cooked medium rare. Our chef liked us.
After that James went to Coldstone to grab some ice cream. I was stuffed, so I just waited in the car. As he was about to leave, the family from the restaurant walked in and asked James if he was stalking them. He said, "Yes, in reverse!"
When we got home I started playing around online, looking for new music to check out. I happened across a Japanese punk band, based out of New York and had to call James in to listen to them. The song I found was tailor made for our evening last night. Are you ready? I'm going to quote the song, then giggle madly while you all groan. Please forgive my poor use of phonetics, but these guys were heavily accented.
I have a question for you!
How would you like cook you-ah steak?
How would you like cook you-ah steak?
How would you like cook you-ah STEAK?
MEDIUM RAY-AH!
MEDIUM RAY-AH!
MEDIUM RAY-AH!
Oh my goodness, I about died laughing.
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I love these kinds of occurances. Simple and unplanned and just FUN! :D I'm glad you had some relaxing time, hon. *hugs you* I was coming from the library today and started thinking about that wonderful stationery you made. I need to get my order in! I then said you need time to get yourself moved in and settled before I started making more demands. *grin* I hope you're having a great Saturday, Katie-Bugg. *loves you* ♥
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You dear, are insane.