Sunday, February 26, 2012

The saga of the green crib

For a while I had decided that I didn't like any crib in the known universe, well no crib that we could afford anyway. See unaffordable, but attractive options here or here. So I was becoming resigned to the fact that I would have a piece of furniture around for a couple of years that would be cutesy and floofy and ridiculous. But then I discovered my sweet, colorful and affordable crib here. However Ikea was being an enormous tease because as you can see it is not available to order online, nor is it for sale in Seattle or Portland, or Richmond. But huzzah it is available in Coquitlam. So we spent an epic day yesterday going to Canada just for a crib, and today we put it together. Oh Linton, you're a good and patient man.
A very cute and much deserved rest.

More on Henry

Henry really likes corn cob. That's right, not corn on the cob, but the corn cob itself. Once you've finished just give it to the dog and watch the entire thing disappear. Yum, yum. Also, he turned five earlier this month and we didn't even remember for several days. Boo, bad people. Don't worry H, you'll get more corn cob tonight. xx


New pals

My friend Hannah has a new dog, this is Phinley. He came from the NOAH shelter (as all the best dogs do) and is a very sweet and attentive boy. Also, so pretty!


She and Zack also have a new soon-to-be roommate, this is Justin. Justin really likes Henry, which means that I really like Justin. Isn't that just the way? If you want to get on someone's good side all you have to do is fall in love with their precious pet or child. Easy!

Tuesday, February 21, 2012

The public says the darndest things

On Saturday I was taking an order when the woman pointed at the a la cart section and said, "It says here you can order bread or toast - what's the difference?" I pause giving her time to let the light bulb come on, but as the bulb remained unlit, I explained the difference between toast and bread. She ordered the toast.

I shared this anecdote with a coworker who told me, "Yeah, someone once asked me what an almond was."

Which makes me remember the time, a few months ago, a young lady stopped me outside my work where I was changing the specials board. She said, "I'm meeting a friend downtown Bellingham in a restaurant that specializes in desserts - any idea where that might be?" I suggested that she might be meeting her friend in my restaurant. "No," she responds, "it isn't here." I rattle off a few other suggestions that might fit the bill. She says, "It really could be any of those. Do you know which one I'm meeting my friend at?" Uhhhh, "No I sure don't, good luck!"

And finally, what brought this all up was today's interaction. Customer, "Does the three bean chili have pork in it?" Me, "No it is (I almost say vegan at this point, but make a quick character assessment and decide vegetarian would be a better word) a vegetarian soup." Customer, "Yeah, but does it have pork in it?" Me, "Nope!"

The urge to make fun of people is so overwhelming, and, thanks only to our tipping culture, I just don't do it ever. However, resisting that urge is probably making me sick; I should write these down more often.

Sunday, February 19, 2012

Bump

This is from December, and my work's holiday party. Not much bump to speak of, but I thought my name tag for the baby was pretty cute.


This was at the beginning of February. I did some yoga in the evening and thought, holy cow I'm so incredibly pregnant! I had to take some photographic evidence. Funny that I was blown away by my shape then, as I'm already bigger, of course. 

Scones

Holly, my SIL, sent this lovely book for Christmas. I had to try the cover scones, and take some pictures.
Apparently my butter was too warm, so only some of the scones rose. That's what the bakers at work said, anyway. They were still very tasty cakes, though.
And whipped cream never hurts.