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August 29, 2005
How's the Llama?
That's what I thought the waitress at Denny's said to me as she refilled my coffee this morning. I wondered for a moment if this was some variation on the yak joke, and who had let the Denny's waitress in on the yak joke. It took a good five seconds before I figured out that she was asking about my "omlette."
NOTE: Lama spelled with only one "L" refers to llamas and alpacas. I got that off a llama website.
When I lived in Burlington, VT, there was an article in the paper about llamas who live on a beautiful mountain called Jay Peak. The article headline read, "Ruminants with a View."
I am still laughing about that, even as I drink my yak butter salt tea.
Anyhow, I was involved in this complex interaction with the Denny's waitress because I am entering a period of Shift Changes, which means that every day at four different shift changes, I wait at a local eating establishment for nurses to come off work at the hospital and meet with me about organizing the union. We strive to be convenient, which means convenient for them, not for me. Therefore, I am at the Denny's at 7:30 am, the Ruby Tuesday's at 2 pm and 3:30 pm, and the Denny's again at 7:30 pm. Luckily, the food is excellent at both places and quite CR friendly between the Denny's Fit Fare menu (of which my vegetable eggwhite llama was a feature this morning) and the RT's world-famous salad bar.
Back when I was young and single (as opposed to young and not married) I used to love the way that shift changes gave order and meaning to my days. There's something about doing something four times a day that is compelling and comforting. Now that there's a strange man in my house, I'll miss my Orange One a lot during shift change weeks, since I will basically leave the house at 6:30 am and return around 9 pm at the earliest. But it will give him an opportunity to write uninterrupted for hours on end, and to spend more quality time figuring out why the cats howl so much.
We had a great weekend away... MR arranged all the food in advance so that we had wonderful CR meals. The couple who got married were angelic about letting MR negotiate with the caterer, and the owners of the bed and breakfast let us use their kitchen. It's amazing to travel without fear. Made me think about what fun it would be to have a CR B&B! Well, it would be fun for about three days. I probably shouldn't quit my day job.
Posted by april at August 29, 2005 10:07 AM