Nice Surprises
Don’t like surprises. Mine are generally of the type no one wants.
I like knowing things, so surprises are anathema to everything that I’m about.
My birthday’s next week so the Gymgirl decided that the best way to surprise me for it was to take me out beforehand. Way beforehand.
She first told me that she was going to take the boy and me out to eat and that she had two places picked out or I could choose.
Since she and I are still on a diet – and I’m super lazy – I told her I wanted to stay local, so we went to The Flying Fisherman around the way.
I ordered fish and chips just because I felt like carbing it up; the boy was only interested in the fries and, even then, only as a vehicle for the tub of ketchup they gave us.
Me: You can’t just eat ketchup!
Him: (eating just the ketchup) Why not?
Me: Because it’s pure sugar.
Him: But I like it.
Me: (sigh)
It was a nice night and we went back to my place to get the boy ready for bed. But just as we were putting him down, the doorbell rang. I went to get it and was surprised to see my babysitter at the door.
Me: (to her) What are you doing here?
The Gymgirl: (from behind) Surprise! Get dressed, quick! (the sitter laughs)
It turns out that she got us a table at The Aviary at the Mandarin Oriental. So off we went.
Me: You already did enough! This is too much.
Her: I like doing stuff for you.
We ended up having several different types of drinks, including one that looked like a bomb and tasted amazing.
Me: You know, my cousin designed this hotel.
Her: I’m not surprised. (laughs) The people you know…
She slipped the waiter her credit card when I wasn’t looking.
We were actually there over two hours and just talked. And then we walked home. It was my ideal type of evening.
Me: (arriving home) Oh, we forgot to use our headphones to listen to music on the way back.
Her: It’s fine. I liked the conversation.
Me: Thanks for everything tonight, it was perfect.
Her: (beaming) Great! I’m glad. I had a good time too.
Location: 10PM the other day, The Mandarin Oriental
Mood: relaxed
Music: It’s gotta drive you crazy, how you keep it all inside
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3 replies on “A Flying Fisherman in an Aviary in NYC”
Not sure why I missed this a couple weeks ago, but I’m glad it turned up as I attempted to scroll through my LJ feed! Also, now I need oysters.
Thanks for the comment- and always reading. I miss our old LJ group. It’s a shame there’s no real replacement for it anymore…
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