Lunch without french fries..

Yes, I admit to eating lunch out today and not ordering french fries. That whooshing sound you just heard was the hedge funds dropping their potato futures.  Maybe they can buy a few more houses from foreclosure and then rent them back to the same people that lost them in the first place.

I went to a local pizza place for lunch today. I am a big fan of ravioli. We don’t eat them very often due to my DW’s efforts to remain as gluten-free as possible. The ravioli came with a (gasp) salad and unsweetened ice tea. No sugar, no soda and no french fries.  Maybe I just might live forever!  One meal does not make a diet, just remember (in my best Yoda voice).

While eating (here the real reason for the blog) I watched a mother, daughter and 2-year-old son eating their lunch. The adults were, well adults. The young child, he was all that. I watched him playing with his food while the mother and daughter talked and ate. At some point the child felt the need for some attention and threw his toy truck on the floor. He looked at his grandmother and laughed. Not a funny kid laugh, but (it seemed to me) a mean-spirited laugh that said “now you have to pick up my truck”. The grandmother looked at child and ignored the laugh and the toy on the floor.

I started counting to myself to see how long it would take for the child to scream since the throwing of the truck did not seem to have the desired effect. The grandmother picked up the truck before the child could wind up. That was good from my point of view.

Question: Do you remember throwing your toys on the floor to get your parents attention?  I understand that this is all a big game to the young child. That laugh sounded like it was more than a game.

And, the raviolis were excellent. Maybe I should take a nap this afternoon…

Namaste

Slightly used, seems to missing the mattress

Slightly used, seems to missing the mattress

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