Here I am, sitting in the living room, watching Regis and Kelly. Words cannot describe how much I enjoy this show.
This morning I slept through my alarm at 7am. Then I slept through the one at 8am. I didn't wake up until my mom texted me and said, "Robert Downey Jr is on T.V." With that message I soared out of bed and into my sock-monkey slippers with a speed that could start turning the earth in the opposite direction. I barely remember even stopping to pee in the bathroom.
And then I remembered... it's my Daddy's Birthday! So when I reached the downstairs, I gave him a big hug and then plopped down on the rightfully-named Lazy boy chair and stared at the screen in front of me. Oh Robert Downey Jr. ha ha.
What's the plan for today? Hmm, well I'd like to work out a bit. I think the whole family is going to go see "True Grit." in the theatre. It should be fun.
Yesterday, Andrea and I went to Grandma and Boo Boo's house. I feel like I've developed a very special relationship with them over the last few years. They mean so much to me and I always look forward to visiting them. Well anyway, they wanted to take us out to lunch before we were both back in school. Luckily, we went to my favorite restaurant in Indianapolis, Santorini's Greek Kitchen. MMM! I ordered the Souvlaki, which by the way, is absolutely delicious. Everyone wanted an appetizer so Grandma ordered their flaming cheese. The waiters bring it out, light it on fire, and shout "Oppah!" Then you eat the cheese on some wonderful pita bread. sigh, it was a great meal.
Here's the building, they recently had a fire, but quickly renovated.
The flaming cheese...
This is our waiter... literally, that's him. I've seen him before in Santorinis and I could have swore that he was Paul Giamatti. But he isn't and he's a pretty nice guy if you ask me.
Afterwards, we ended up going to a grocery store. Grandma gave me a couple of bucks and told me to go in and buy five slightly green bananas. So, I went in on my own and grabbed some bananas. I couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable, because I was on my own and we were downtown-ish. There were some sketchy people in there... and they started talking to me. Except, they were really nice! That's what I get for judging people before I know them. The one man saw my tattoo and said it looked very cool. Somehow we started chatting about how I got it in Australia and recently got back from my trip abroad. It was a very satisfactory meeting. I have met more stuck up, angry, rude people in the suburbs.
Anyway, that's what's been going on. I think I'll save more posts for later.
Peace and Love (I am tired of writing this stupid phrase, because I think it is cheesy... But I keep doing it because I've done it everytime).