Hello Everyone!
We'll it’s been an interesting day. Last night, Michaela found out that Justin Bieber will be performing at the Palace in August. Who is Justin Bieber you might ask? Well, he's kinda the Elvis Presley of the new millennium. Michaela discovered that tickets had already gone on sale, and she decided she wanted to make Justin's concert one of her summer activities. So, she begged and pleaded for us to try to get tickets for her. This would be no easy task, because usually if you do not stay in line overnight to get tickets for these concerts, you ain't gonna get any tickets.... But, what the heck, I thought I would give it a try. I called the Palace today and asked if there were any seats available. "We are all sold out of that concert, ma'am" he said. "Oh, no...No tickets, not a one?" I said in dismay! "No ma'am." He replied. "What about handicapped seating? Do you have any seats open in handicapped seating?" I pleaded. "Well, let me check into that" he said. "Why yes, I have just two tickets left in that section! You have the LAST two tickets available!" Wow! How exciting! If I was the scalpin type, sitting on the right street corner, I could probably pay for her college education with these tickets! But, I think she would rather skip college than miss this concert! Baby, baby, baby OH!
On a different subject, we learned a valuable lesson tonight...never pick a restaurant that has no cars in the parking lot during dinner rush hour...there is a reason for that...We went to a local restaurant...a nice family-style restaurant...It took me about 15 minutes to decide what to have. But I finally settled on the pasta with alfredo sauce...yum...I love pasta! Sometime later, our waitress came by and exclaimed "Ma'am, we're out of that" Oooooh, I just hate when that happens! It takes me so long to decide what to have and then I get my taste buds all set for this wonderful pasta...and then I find out they are out of stock!!!! How can that be? She handed me a menu and said, “Would you like to order something else?” So, I grabbed the menu and began the grueling task of trying to change my craving. As I am sitting there with the menu, the waitress brought Ken's and the kids' food out to them. Oh, now I was really cranky. "Just forget it", I said. The waitress was quite insistent that I order something else...so I finally asked for a bowl of broccoli soup. After all, how could they get that wrong? Well, they could. It wasn't really soup...it was more like broccoli pudding. Yuck. But I chomped it down and tried to be grateful for what I had.
Just then, to make the meal more interesting...Ken had a tremendous cerebral palsy induced shake attack...he accidentally flipped one of his fish fillets in the air and it landed on his booth seat. Looking down at the fish...we all wondered what his next move would be...will he pick up the fish and toss it aside?....Will he pick it up, scrape off any and all germs that might have fallen off the dairy air of the person who sat there last?.... Or, will he just eat it?
I'll let you just wonder which of the three options he selected!
Have a great day!
Love,
Missy
Love,
Missy
