x-rated Mickey D's?

My sister, Lika, and her nephew were back in the islands visiting for the past couple of weeks. On their last day I got to spend the day with them. We spent a couple of hours on the beach in Waikiki, then on the way home decided to drive through McDonald's for some lunch.

At the order board I ordered my meal with Voice-In-The-Box: "I'll have a Number 10 with a Coke".

Then Lika places her order: "I'll have a 99 cents sandwich and a Happy Meal for the little guy".

Voice-In-The-Box then asks: "Would you like a Girl Toy or a Boy Toy with the Happy Meal?".

We both look at each other with eyebrows raised and a slight grin on our faces. Then, we order: "The Boy Toy. Please".

For the little guy, of course!

Just Burst My Bubble

This morning--as with the past few mornings--I was feeling thin. Well, not really "thin"--but thinner. You know, that point of thinness where zipping and buttoning your pants no longer takes so much effort that you feel as if you have just endured an intense workout? And your breathing is restricted because all of those organs that belong in your belly have been pushed up into your lungs?

So I left the house in my now looser-fitting denim shorts and a favorite polo shirt to go and get my hair cut. After that appointment, when I was looking really fab, I decided that I'd wander through the mall for a bit. Most of the stores had not yet opened, but Macy's had. And what a lucky break! They were having a special morning hours sale: 40-50% off off of the already marked down prices! Woo Hoo!!!

In time, I found a few items that I liked and were deals just too good to pass up. So I took my finds to the dressing room--you know, just to make sure that the colors looked good on me. And that is where it happened: my thin, fab-looking bubble was burst!

Department store dressing room mirrors are SO mean!!!

So I quickly decided on which items would fit into my clothes budget (huh? I have a clothes budget?), and left...

...in my now looser-fitting denim shorts, my favorite polo shirt, and my fab-looking haircut.

When It Rains...

...it pours.

Thanks to Master Fob, my social life drought has come to an end.

Yes, it's all your fault Master Fob.

You may recall that a couple of weeks ago I was deathly ill with the flu. (Hey, a little drama and exaggeration makes for a good story, doesn't it?). By the second day of lying in bed with raging fever, I began to get a bit bored, yet I didn't have quite enough energy to get up and really do anything. So, I sat at my desk browsing the infinite offerings of the World Wide Web. Including, of course, reading Master Fob's blog.

I was reading it so thoroughly that I even read the AdSense ads. "Hmmm", I thought, "here's one to look at--Mormon Clip Art". I clicked on that ad and, lo and behold, up pops the website for LDSPlanet. (For those of you non-single, socially fulfilled individuals, LDSPlanet is an online dating site).

"Ah, what the hell. I've nothing else to do", I thought to myself. So I casually filled out the required pages so I could browse through and see what was offered in terms of potential dates, mates, etc.

Oft times, this type of browsing is depressing. But on this stay-at-home-sick day, I was pleasantly surprised at the candidates.

Now it's two weeks later, and I have met up again with an old acquaintance, spent time with a new friend, and exchanged multiple emails with another.

I generally prefer nice sunny days--that's why I keep my home here in the tropics. But, let me tell you, a thunderstorm now and then is a good thing, too.

Thanks, Master Fob.