Lunch With Daddy

I hesitated to write this post because I know my brother is going to read it and be jealous that daddy took his favorite child out to eat, but then daddy told me that he took John out for a hot dog last September. So I suppose he won't be too jealous.

My dad said that he wanted to take me to lunch once a month this year and since he couldn't find my mom this afternoon and it IS the twenty-sixth of the month already, he took me out today. We had so much fun! I think both our sides hurt from laughing. You should know that we have no concept of behaving ourselves in public. Other's opinions of us matter very little.

He knows I love FATZ so we ate there. The poor server wasn't sure how to take it at first, but eventually she caught on and decided to just go with the flow.

Daddy wasn't very hungry so she helped him choose off the children's menu. Of course the way he was behaving, he needed to order from the children's menu. He ordered a sweet potato with brown sugar and butter and was supposed to say the calabash chicken but said, "....and some of those little finger chicken thingys."

That cracked the waitress up. He asked for a diet coke, but they only served Pepsi products. So she asked if Diet Pepsi would be OK and he drew up his face and snarled his nose, threw up his arms and said, "Yeah............I guess." So later she brought a cup with just diet pepsi in it and asked him if he wanted her to top off his drink. He said, "Sure......WAIT! Whose been drinking out of that cup?" Without missing a beat she replied, "Just me and a few other servers." LOL He had a gift card with $15 on it and the bill came to $14.38. So when she came to get the payment, daddy told her, "You said there was $15 on this card and the bill is $14.38, right?" She said, "Yes, sir." So he gave her the thumbs up, knodded his head and very Fonzie like said, "Keep the change." Of course we giggled and he did tip her but it was funny how he tried to be all cool when he told her to keep the change.

We left Fatz and went to Chik-fil-A for a milkshake. When he drove up to the window he asked the lady if it came with whipped cream. She said yes.
"Does it come with a cherry on top?"
"Yes."
"Does it come with duck butter?"
"Duck butter?"
"Yeah, duck butter. You know.....duck butter!"
So she turns to her coworker and asks if she's ever heard of duck butter. She actually thought he was serious. I'm surprised he didn't ask his typical question of "Is this guaranteed not to rust bust or collect dust for ninety days or double our money back?" Which always gets that blank look as though they're trying to figure out exactly what he just said.

Instead of driving home, we decided to sit in Wal Mart's parking lot and make fun of more people.

It was a good time and we had a lot of fun.

Thank you, Daddy!

I love you.