the quotidian surpise

so after work i did some errands and all like that, and got home, and then we are sitting there with the usual discussion - what's for supper. it's really fairly pathetic how often this comes up, i mean it's like 7 times a week or something. i am all like whatever and my old man is all like whatever and i am all like okay i am getting my shoes and he is all like okay i'll be in the car and so we take off in search of a piece of grilled chicken on a piece of bread. where else would we go for grilled chix but chick-fil-a? so we pull up there and he gets in the drive thru. eh? what's this? drive thru?

[sorry but i just have to say here that my old man is lame-oh at ordering. it's supposed to go like this, "2 #2s, one iced tea, one coke zero" but he's all "gimme a couple... ah... charcoal grilled... um... sandwiches and (to me) what do you want to drink? (to speaker) okay, a... um... one iced tea and also, no sauce on the sandwiches, put the sauce on the side, and uh... what? oh, a coke zero... and those are the meals, right? got it?"]

so he orders, and thru some miracle of the chicken-god, they get it correct. he did remember to axe for two separate bags, which is important ifyouknowwhatimean. and so i'm sitting there holding the bags while he's driving the getaway car and up at the traffic signal he makes a right but home is left. left! left, i say!


hmm.... something good is going to happen now. i just know it! drive. drive. blah. blah. we end up a the parc. yay! we are going to eat outside! so we eat and we talk and we laff and we talk and laff and eat. it was da bomp. da. bomp.

okay, see, here's the thing. i am a grown up. i can go to the parc any damb time i please. i can just tootle my own self right on down there. and i can tell my old man - take me to the parc. or i can say - let's go to the parc. but there is just something so dear and sort of unexplainably lovely about thinking you're going to have a chick-fil-a at the chick-fil-a store and then finding out that you're going to have a chick-fil-a at the parc.

well, anyway, it was beautiful and if you cannot understand then you can just suck it.