Sushi Ate Out And Got Sick

Yesterday, my daughter and I go out for lunch at a Sushi Bar. Bad Idea!!!

Now I don't claim to be an expert on sushi, but I don't think it should take a long time to get your lunch when they don't even have to cook it.

After waiting at least 15 minutes, the waiter finally comes over to introduce himself. We place our order and wait about another 20 minutes or so until he comes back over and apologizes to us and says that they are out of one of the dishes that we have ordered. After quickly changing out mind, we wait quite awhile longer until our lunch finally comes to us.

The lunch was very good, so we decided to take a chance on dessert. Again, we wait awhile until the server comes back over and lets us know that they are out of our dessert. So we changed out order and waited another 15 minutes for the new dessert. Cinnamon deep fried ice cream with a chocolate drizzle. Sounds great doesn't it? Until I looked down and what I thought was a clump of deep fried mixture, at closer inspection was actually a shrimp tail.

I called the waiter over and again he apologized profusely for shrimp in our plate, and the took it away immediately. We told him to just bring the check. Again we waited for awhile before he came back with the ticket.

During that time, we were sure he was talking to the manager about doing something for us after all of the problems we had trying to get a nice lunch.

You will be happy to know that when the waiter came back. He assured us that the dessert was taken off of our bill.

So if anyone out there wants SUSHI, "RA SUSHI BAR", in Tustin, does not charge for the extra shrimp tail if you get one in your dessert. And, they are out of most of their entree's by noon!!!

Slum it and have a greasy cheeseburger instead!!!

HGTV Is Addicting

I get a lot of Friday's off from work, and today I am home catching up on things I didn't get around to, during my busy week.

In between homework, test taking, practicing songs for choir and worship team, housework, and taking Mandy to lunch, I sat down to watch a little HGTV.

I have decided that I know what is so addicting about HGTV. Although it is very exiting to see how you can completely change a house without spending a fortune, there is one thing that brings women back over and over again.

CARTER OOSTERHOUSE!!!

I totally get it!!!

The man is HOT!!! He's 6'2", People Magazine featured him in the 2003 "Sexiest Men Alive" edition, and he knows how to freakin fix things!!! Could anyone ask for anything more in a man???

Where was he when I was that young and that single? They would be featuring me as the wife of the sexiest man alive in People if he were around back in the day.

Women tune in to HGTV to see him in action. They tune in all of the time hoping that he might even pop up in a commercial.

DO YOU BLAME THEM???

Well, I'm not so old that I don't appreciate real beauty when I see it.

So the up side to the addiction is that you might actually learn something about doing some handy work around the house or designing a nice living space.

He is the reason so many women say, "Carter Can!"

It's a total win, win situation!

Is it Car Trouble Again???

A few days ago, I was rushing to a retirement party for someone at our sister campus. I knew that the whatever fumes I had left in my car, would not get me all the way there so I stopped on the way to the party to get some gas. I was just leaving the gas station, when I get a call on my bluetooth from my boss to again, lettting me know that he would be running late to the party. Up to that point, I had the music cranked up in the car and the air blasting.

I turned down the radio and the air and took the call. When I was done talking to my boss, I happened to hear a banging sound at the back of the car. My first thought was, "Hmmm, What's that sound?"...

I then did what we all do when we hear a strange noise in our cars. I kept the radio down and listened more intently. For awhile, it was quiet, but then I heard it again. I thought for a moment that it might be the vacuum I had sitting at the back of the SUV. But it did not seem to be that kind of a noise.

Then, all of the thoughts start rushing through my head. Maybe the engine that I had replaced over a year ago is going out already. Maybe it is the transmission. What if it is a really expensive problem that I just can't afford to fix? God must be telling me to get the brakes checked out on my mothers car and start driving it instead. Each fear got bigger and bigger!!!

I was a mess! I was getting more and more worried about my car!!! Almost to the point of tears. So, I decided that when I got to work, I would call my mechanic and see if I could get the car in for an appointment to check it out and pray for the best. Once I had made that commitment, I drove to work, got out of my car, heard a friend behind me say "Good Morning!", and as I turned to say "Hi", noticed that my gas cap was dangling outside the gas tank. That was the culprit for all of my needless worry!!

I had to stop for a moment and think about how carried away I got with worrying about the unknown problem that I thought I had.

Moral: Never panic about the unknown! You can't fix what you do not understand!!!

Profiles

I have toyed with the idea of going into a singles website and seeing who is out there with the same interests as I have. My problem is, that I tried that a few years ago when I was single before, and it was disastrous.

It's hard to find someone that is being totally honest in one of those sites. And it's understandable. It's hard for anyone to be totally honest in those sites. You have to sit down and actually describe yourself in black and white. Everything from your body type to your religious beliefs. And you have to go through the torture of finding just the right picture that is flattering to you. No picture, usually means "You don't really want to know what I look like!".

Now back to the body type. I'm sorry, but it is very hard to be completely honest about your body. After all, most women rely on black pants, girdles and spanx to give the illusion of being at least 10 lbs thinner. We shade our faces just right to make our noses look shorter, and to make our cheeks look thinner.

We wax, pluck, shave, lotion, dye, lift and separate, just to give the illusion of having natural beauty! Now why would anyone in their right mind expect someone who is willing to go through all that, to do something silly like tell the truth about their weight???

Do you know a woman who's license tells the truth about her weight? I want to meet her!!! I don't think she exists. Heck, the picture from my old license looks better than the new one, so I still keep it in my wallet. And I have pulled it out before. The clerk didn't even notice that it was out of date. I don't look that thin or that young! Should I throw it away??? No way!!! It gives me some sort of sick comfort to have it in my wallet.

Men do things like that too. How many times have you seen that a guy says that he is athletic and yet he looks like the only part of his body that gets a work out is his right arm on it's way to his mouth with food. Men also like to lie about their income. The ones that don't have it, love to say they are in the higher income ranges. It's hard to fool a woman when you pull up in your 95' Ford Taurus and you have white socks on with your dress slacks!!!

I like the guy I met once who said that he likes to look good for a woman and smell nice. First of all, when I got to Starbucks, I could smell your Old Spice all the way to the door. And looking nice includes the grill!!!

I guess there have been a few success stories from the internet however, I am a bit paranoid about finding true love in a website. I will trust God to bring the right man to me if it is to happen again. After all, he did a great job when he brought the last one to me. I think he really is the best match maker out there!!!

You're No Elvis!

It's really hard to be a great Elvis impersonator! Every year another pathetic Elvis impersonator tries to get noticed on shows like America's Got Talent. They insist on giving us their version of the King by butchering yet another great song.

There was only one King, and unless you have fully embraced him, you cannot be the King! The King was one of a kind. He was unique and no one sounded or acted like him. That is why he became bigger than life.

Very few have successfully performed his act. Very few are able to look like Elvis. Very few step into his persona and become Elvis! It is something that people should not attempt without being totally prepared.

It had to be said. I hope we all have learned something from this!

YOU'RE NO ELVIS!!!