July 26, 2010

What It Looked Like To Me

Our first day of this vacation, we stayed across the street from our old house with our neighbor, Lenka. She planned a big lunch for all of us gals and our respective packs of hyenas kids to get together. Dumb Brave girl, that one. So she leaves the house that morning saying she's going to get food. Lenka always cooks some whacked ass, yet awesome, Czech food and I was jonesin' for some. She comes back some time later with grocery bags. And two young Thai men. 

I'm thinkin', Um, what the hell is going on here? Did she just go hire Thai boys to cook us Thai food? But there were sixty six kids running in and out of the house from the pool, fights breaking out between kids, friends I hadn't seen in awhile coming and going so I didn't really have a second to think much more about it.  Next thing I know the food is ready and it smells  w o n d e r f u l!!!  For real, ya'll, mouth waterin', mkay?

Finally after we've inhaled every bit of it I got a chance to ask Lenka Dude, did you plan to hire Thai boys to cook for you or did you just get lucky in the Thai fod aisle?  When she was done choking/laughing at me she explained that the guys drive ice cream trucks for her father in law so they're friends. Well, la dee da, how was I suposed to know? All I knew was that you were going to "get lunch" and you came back with two Thai boys trailing you and then they cooked. I figured it was something like how you get off scott free every single time you get pulled over.  *Don't go feeling too sorry for her, she's a beautiful Czech girl and every time she opens her mouth near a male here in the good ol' US of A, they drop to her feet. As her friends, we are obligated to give her shit, kinda even things out a little. Hee hee hee...
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