It's been three weeks since the last blog post here but that doesn't mean we have been hibernating. Quite the opposite. One Thursday, a couple of weeks ago, Rachel and I went to hang out at the local outlet mall. Yes, we live outside the big city far enough where we are not far from an outlet mall.
After trying on every cute shoe in our size, we went over to Denny's for supper. Since we're on the Atkins diet, we both decided on breakfast.
We have so much fun when we're out together that we set a new rule whenever we go out somewhere, even on a quick run to the grocery store: bring a camera.
Here's the rest of our evening, after we ordered dinner...
Starting a Hangman game...
When mom and I went out to a restaurant when I was a kid, she would always start a hangman game on a napkin to keep me busy while we waited for our order to arrive.
We continued that tradition with Rachel and found it was a great way to help her learn the sign language alphabet.
Thursday night, after doing our shopping, we had breakfast for dinner at Denny's and she started the game.
Sorry G-ma. You're a square.
"(Rombuses) Diamonds aren't very square, unlike your mom."
And yep, I clarified this with Rachel. She said it's my mom, her G-ma Donna.
Does she get points for coming up with a sentence like this at age 13?
Or does she lose points for being a smarty pants?
(Did you notice I guessed every letter? No hanging body parts. Silly kid hasn't learned that the longer the phrase, the easier it is to guess. Shhh! Don't tell her.)
The knife and fork's view of Pam
I'm being good. It's club soda, not 7-Up.
This is hot sauce.
What is she up to?
Eating the lemon...
Rachel, is that plain lemon? Or...?
(Coughing)
Yep, I think she dipped her lemon in hot sauce.
Hot sauce dip for lemons?
Ugh. I think you're nuts, kiddo.
Another taste.
Which flavor prevails? Hot or sour?
Oh, she's adding hot sauce.
The picture's blurry because I'm laughing at this point and can't hold still long enough to get a good shot.
Taste #3
That almost looks painful.
Uuuughhh. Ack.
She's gagging at this point. Nobody at Denny's has mentioned our shenanigans or uncontrolled giggling yet...
I don't think that's gonna help...
Bite #4
And holding the napkin tight in her fist for strength, I guess.
Her technique:
Dip the lemon slice in the hot sauce...
That's a big blob of hot sauce
What's that look on her face?
Lemon juice + paper cut = an end to the fun.
The lemon juice finally found a paper cut and the fun came to an abrupt halt.