Wednesday, February 23, 2005
Cousin Lovin'
My cousin Steve and his wife Tammy were here visiting the last couple of days. We had a great time. I usually just see them in big family group settings, so it was quite a treat to get to spend some time with them alone.
I had told them what a friendly town San Francisco was and sure enough, my gregarious city lived up to its reputation.
I took Steve & Tammy to a taqueria for lunch yesterday afternoon. I had told them they couldn't leave San Francisco without eating a Mission burrito. The woman in line in front of us was taking a long time and was holding up the line, so we decided to move in front of her (she was already being helped). We placed our order and waited to pay. As we stood there waiting, she stared at my cousin Steve. He made eye contact a few times and then wondered if she was mad we'd gone in front of her, so he asked, "Would you like to get in front of us?" He was very polite, unsure how she might respond.
Lady: Oh, no. I'm just looking at you, because you are one good lookin' man.
She then turned to me and explained.
Lady: We kept lookin' at each other. I didn't mean nothing by it. He just has such beautiful eyes. And with that hat on... Mmmm mmm.
Steve must have turned 100 shades of red.
ME (very proud of her admiration): Oh... well, he's my cousin.
Lady (to Steve): Is that other girl your girlfriend or somethin'?
Steve (flustered with his blush clinging firmly to his face): She's my wife.
Tammy, who had stepped away to the restroom, came back and saw the blush on Steve's face.
Tammy: What happened?
Of course, when the lady paid and stepped away from the line, I was sure to point out the bottled fruit punch in front of us.
ME (laughing): Steve, you know that is the color red your face turned, right?
Tammy was tickled that Steve had been complimented so. She said she was always trying to convince him of how good-looking he is but that he never believes her.
Later that night, we had dinner at Cha Cha Cha. As we walked home afterwards, a woman sitting along the sidewalk called out to Tammy and ME.
Sidewalk Woman: Ooooh! Two good-lookin' girls comin'!
The sidewalk woman watched as Tammy passed by in front of me.
Sidewalk woman: Ooooh! And you have such a nice ass!
The grin filled Tammy's face.
Tammy: People sure are outgoing out here!
ME (laughing): I did warn you that people were friendly, didn't I?
I had told them what a friendly town San Francisco was and sure enough, my gregarious city lived up to its reputation.
I took Steve & Tammy to a taqueria for lunch yesterday afternoon. I had told them they couldn't leave San Francisco without eating a Mission burrito. The woman in line in front of us was taking a long time and was holding up the line, so we decided to move in front of her (she was already being helped). We placed our order and waited to pay. As we stood there waiting, she stared at my cousin Steve. He made eye contact a few times and then wondered if she was mad we'd gone in front of her, so he asked, "Would you like to get in front of us?" He was very polite, unsure how she might respond.
Lady: Oh, no. I'm just looking at you, because you are one good lookin' man.
She then turned to me and explained.
Lady: We kept lookin' at each other. I didn't mean nothing by it. He just has such beautiful eyes. And with that hat on... Mmmm mmm.
Steve must have turned 100 shades of red.
ME (very proud of her admiration): Oh... well, he's my cousin.
Lady (to Steve): Is that other girl your girlfriend or somethin'?
Steve (flustered with his blush clinging firmly to his face): She's my wife.
Tammy, who had stepped away to the restroom, came back and saw the blush on Steve's face.
Tammy: What happened?
Of course, when the lady paid and stepped away from the line, I was sure to point out the bottled fruit punch in front of us.
ME (laughing): Steve, you know that is the color red your face turned, right?
Tammy was tickled that Steve had been complimented so. She said she was always trying to convince him of how good-looking he is but that he never believes her.
Later that night, we had dinner at Cha Cha Cha. As we walked home afterwards, a woman sitting along the sidewalk called out to Tammy and ME.
Sidewalk Woman: Ooooh! Two good-lookin' girls comin'!
The sidewalk woman watched as Tammy passed by in front of me.
Sidewalk woman: Ooooh! And you have such a nice ass!
The grin filled Tammy's face.
Tammy: People sure are outgoing out here!
ME (laughing): I did warn you that people were friendly, didn't I?
Comments:
Isn't that funny--I just emailed you how much I liked having lunch at Cha Cha Cha! It was reccommended to us at the place where I bought the dress.
People in New York are MEAN!
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