Where everybody knows your name, or at least your drink.
Y’all know the drill by now. After years and years of sticking her head in the sand, KW finally looked up and tentatively decided that maybe it might just be okay to go downtown once in a while. Specifically to have cocktails and dinner at the Old Town Barrrrrooooom. On Friday nights after work. Not every Friday, mind you, just the Fridays when she is on the Planet Ann Arbor and not rattling around “up north” somewhere. The routine is that the GG walks downtown first, either from his work or from home and gets the usual table at the Old Town. KW gets home from work, putters around *alone* for a half hour or so, starts her iPhone pedometer app and red-queens downtown, texting her progress every quarter mile. If she’s lucky, she doesn’t run into anyone she knows at the yellow-slide playground or Panzoni outside the Y.
Tonight? Well. To our absolute delight, NPJane invited herself to meet us there!!! I am serious about that. The GG probably showed NP every single blasted photoooo on his blasted iPad. And Mouse’s theatre friends were at their usual big round table next to ours. And then… Just as we were winding down our evening, none other than our long time friends Jane and Ken sat down at the booth right next to us!!! Elizilla is responsible for us meeting them all those years ago. She was a 4-year-old about to start kindergarten. I was at work (in my old computer job) and the GG took the beach urchins to a band concert in West Park. Elizilla had a plan in mind that night, which was to make a new friend. And so she found Chelsea and they turned out to be enrolled in Safety Town together and then the same kindergarten class! Although she and Chelsea are still friendly when they meet, their paths diverged to different schools and eventually different states. I am the one who got the grand prize out of that band concert because Chelsea’s mom Jane has been my good friend for many years.
So tonight, Jane met Jane and then we left and we walked home, arriving just as it was starting to rain. Tomorrow? Houghton Lake. Just a quick overnight trip to be with family and friends. Because that’s what makes the world go ’round. Don’tcha know.
Sappily yours,
Kayak Woman
P.S. They don’t even have orange slices in their mouths, do they…
October 1st, 2010 at 9:54 pm
Sappy is another way to say happy–what a great time. I would love that, although I’m very antisocial on Friday nights. It’s hard to get me around people after a week of dealing with them. Maybe if/when I retire!!
October 1st, 2010 at 9:56 pm
I’m really pretty anti-social too, even on a good day and I don’t have a people-intensive job like you do. We were home before 9 PM and that was actually late for me 🙂
October 2nd, 2010 at 9:49 am
thanks for letting me join! I had a great time, and happy to meet the ‘other’ Jane!
and just let me know if you need me to put an orange slice in my mouth. always happy to accomodate special requests. 😉