Have you ever seen that commercial for Disney Vacations and they are talking about this elusive "something" and in the end you find out that it is the smile of their teenage daughter? Well that about sums it up around here. It isn't that Alex is always brooding but some days it certainly seems that way. I come in the house, he goes to his room, I go in his room, he asks me to leave, I leave the room he closes the door and the music gets turned up WAY UP! I go in the room and turn down the music I leave the room and the music goes up! I feel like I'm in that movie ground hog day. But regardless of all this teen age angst I still see glimpses of my little boy, that mischievous smile (and believe me he was mischievous), that joy in life and I forgive him every door slam and music war.
Anyway, I digressed :-) that wasn't really the story I wanted to tell.
So we recently went to dinner at Olive Garden on a Friday night at 6:30 p.m. - we knew the wait would be long but we planned for that. When we walked in we immediately got seating at the bar and the kids settled with kiddie cocktails. They had told us it would be a 20-30 minute wait. Shortly after we sat down a nice young cute teenage boy (you know the kind - he probably has teenage girls hanging around his locker at school every day) came over and very apologetically told us it would be more like 40 minutes before we would be seated. We were okay with that as we had our spot at the bar and so far no one had spilled anything. So as the cute boy was walking away he recognized Alex and was very excited to see him - saying hi and giving Alex a high five. Well it turns out the cute teenage boy is a lifeguard at the pool where Alex has been swimming every day this summer (like his mom, the boy is a fish). It was very nice and made me think even more of the cute teenage boy. So we are sitting there and were just talking about ordering an appetizer when I looked over and saw the cute teenage boy standing by the check-in stand looking at us with the sweetest smile on his face. Well as I was looking at cute boy and thinking it was a little weird - the way he was looking at us and smiling - a waitress had approached the HotY at the other end of the line of kids and was telling him we had a table. WHAT a table? But we have been here less than 10 minutes and it is supposed to be a 40 minute wait. Well it seems that the cute teenage boy pulled some strings and got us a table right away. So I quickly turned and flashed him my own sweet smile and mouthed thank you to which he promptly turned red and turned away (I mean he is a teenage boy after all). So sometimes having our own sulking teenage boy is a good thing :-) I mean really he got us in after all :-)
That's it for today. It's a beautiful day and I have weeds in my flowers that are calling my name.