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My sister and I were out for dinner with the boys; yes, there is a wide streak of insanity running right through our family. After 2 minutes of flipping through the menu I'm ready to order. I don't need to read the whole book to know how it ends, I just pretty much point and order. The boys are ready because the kids menu only has 4 choices and 'mac and cheese' is pretty much a childhood staple, so really for them there was no real choice. My sister, however, is only on page 2 of the 8 page tome and needs more time.
The waitress comes along and I order and the boys order and my sister hems and haws and the waitress offers to come back. When the young woman comes back my sister has decided but is then stymied by the sides available. Now, this is an ongoing source of amusement for me and I constantly give my sister grief about this. When it comes to ordering at a restaurant my sister IS Sally Albright. You know Sally from 'When Harry Met Sally'.
As my sister thinks over her sides options and ruminates about how she'd like her steak cooked I make small talk with the young woman taking our order. I say to her, "Sorry, but my sister is who they based the character of Sally Albright on." The child stares at me blankly. "You know Sally from 'When Harry Met Sally'?" Not a glimmer of recognition. "You know the movie 'When Harry Met Sally'?"
A small mental cog clicks into place behind her teenaged eyes and she says, and I quote, "Oh, I don't really watch old movies."
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The mountains to the east of us have been snow capped for weeks now and when the wind switches around and comes from the east there is a definate frostiness to the air. Today we had windchills making our outdoor temps feel like 60...brrrrrr. Love and kisses and more later.
