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Saturday. I am awakened at 5 AM. I issue severe threats to Adam should he ever book us for an 8:30 flight again. I manage to haul my lazy ass out of bed, grumbling all the way. I notice that I have a sore throat. This does not bode well.
The taxi arrives at 5:45. We get to the airport, sail through security (especially now that Delta has reinstated curbside check-in), and settle in for an hour and a half wait. I drink a lot of coffee, which I will soon come to regret. We board the plane and are pissed off to discover that they've given us a bigger plane - so instead of the window seat we requested for Elayna, we're stuck in the middle of the plane. This turns out not to matter, as she mercifully sleeps for 2 of the 4 hours that we're in the air. I alternate between watching Harry Potter with no audio (I refuse to pay 5 bucks for the headphones) and staring off into space and following threads of the Shayara story in my head. I have an epiphany. Kieran's parents' names? James and Lily. All the while, my throat is getting worse.
On the way down, we experience turbulence, and I learned that Elayna is susceptible to motion sickness. Ew. But she's fine within 5 minutes of leaving the plane.
We find Adam's mom with no problem, and thankfully, Elayna remembers and speaks to her. At length. Which is good, because Adam's mom really likes her, and it takes some of the burden of conversation off of my aching throat.
We find the Lexus SUV, borrowed from a friend for the express purpose of toting Elayna, as Andrea only owns convertibles, and we're off. Lunch at Houston's, haircut for Adam, and a visit to Adam's old governess, who suffered a stroke last week. Elayna and I stayed in the lobby and admired the fish during that.
We get to Andrea's house, and it's gorgeous. Elayna's blown away by the fact that there are mountains everywhere, and every new type of cactus she spots sends her into paroxysms of joy. Seriously. She's so thrilled to be in the desert.
We settle in at the house, and I change Elayna, whose adorable outfit is decorated with ketchup from Houston's and a spot of what may be puke from the plane ride. Andrea drives her to the playground in the convertible. As Adam and I follow them on foot, he relates that she noted that his skin had cleared up, saying, "I guess it's true that sex clears up your skin." Omigawd.
We finishe at the playground, return to the house for another clothing change, and head out to a teppanyaki place for dinner.
Worst. Teppanyaki. Ever.
Now, Elayna's already a bit tired and cranky, as it's 9 PM Atlanta time (7 Arizona time). And when we got to a Teppanyaki place, we expect a show, like those of us who've accompanied us to Edo and/or Nami expect. Instead, we got the slowest, dullest chef we've ever seen, who literally did nothing but staidly cook the meal in front of us. He didn't so much as clack two spatulas together. To top it off, the miso soup was very oddly and strongly flavored, which Elayna didn't like, and she was getting whiny. So I asked her to accompany me to the restroom, where I said, "Y'know what? This restaurant sucks. We both know it sucks. But Andrea brought us here because she wanted to do something special for us for Adam's birthday, and she knows you love teppanyaki. It'll only hurt her feelings if we complain, so how about we have a code? Whenever you want to say how much you hate this place, just say something about the gerbils."
We talked a lot about Freddy and Woody that night. :)
Got home, gave her dessert, put her to bed, and collapsed ourselves soon after.....
The taxi arrives at 5:45. We get to the airport, sail through security (especially now that Delta has reinstated curbside check-in), and settle in for an hour and a half wait. I drink a lot of coffee, which I will soon come to regret. We board the plane and are pissed off to discover that they've given us a bigger plane - so instead of the window seat we requested for Elayna, we're stuck in the middle of the plane. This turns out not to matter, as she mercifully sleeps for 2 of the 4 hours that we're in the air. I alternate between watching Harry Potter with no audio (I refuse to pay 5 bucks for the headphones) and staring off into space and following threads of the Shayara story in my head. I have an epiphany. Kieran's parents' names? James and Lily. All the while, my throat is getting worse.
On the way down, we experience turbulence, and I learned that Elayna is susceptible to motion sickness. Ew. But she's fine within 5 minutes of leaving the plane.
We find Adam's mom with no problem, and thankfully, Elayna remembers and speaks to her. At length. Which is good, because Adam's mom really likes her, and it takes some of the burden of conversation off of my aching throat.
We find the Lexus SUV, borrowed from a friend for the express purpose of toting Elayna, as Andrea only owns convertibles, and we're off. Lunch at Houston's, haircut for Adam, and a visit to Adam's old governess, who suffered a stroke last week. Elayna and I stayed in the lobby and admired the fish during that.
We get to Andrea's house, and it's gorgeous. Elayna's blown away by the fact that there are mountains everywhere, and every new type of cactus she spots sends her into paroxysms of joy. Seriously. She's so thrilled to be in the desert.
We settle in at the house, and I change Elayna, whose adorable outfit is decorated with ketchup from Houston's and a spot of what may be puke from the plane ride. Andrea drives her to the playground in the convertible. As Adam and I follow them on foot, he relates that she noted that his skin had cleared up, saying, "I guess it's true that sex clears up your skin." Omigawd.
We finishe at the playground, return to the house for another clothing change, and head out to a teppanyaki place for dinner.
Worst. Teppanyaki. Ever.
Now, Elayna's already a bit tired and cranky, as it's 9 PM Atlanta time (7 Arizona time). And when we got to a Teppanyaki place, we expect a show, like those of us who've accompanied us to Edo and/or Nami expect. Instead, we got the slowest, dullest chef we've ever seen, who literally did nothing but staidly cook the meal in front of us. He didn't so much as clack two spatulas together. To top it off, the miso soup was very oddly and strongly flavored, which Elayna didn't like, and she was getting whiny. So I asked her to accompany me to the restroom, where I said, "Y'know what? This restaurant sucks. We both know it sucks. But Andrea brought us here because she wanted to do something special for us for Adam's birthday, and she knows you love teppanyaki. It'll only hurt her feelings if we complain, so how about we have a code? Whenever you want to say how much you hate this place, just say something about the gerbils."
We talked a lot about Freddy and Woody that night. :)
Got home, gave her dessert, put her to bed, and collapsed ourselves soon after.....
Governess?
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(Ok, its now out of my system)
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And it's Cruel Intentions. Not to be confused with Cruel Intentions 2 (Electric Boogaloo), which features the chick masturbating on a horse, and is really just a few episodes of Manchester Prep with a Naked Twins in Shower scene added.
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