[Kenna]

after an awful day at work... I needed to burn off steam... but first I stopped by Blade's because my landlord (I had to pay rent) lives just over the hill...so while there venting about my boss, he has me start looking for his lost keys.... MIND YOU, I wasn't here when he lost them, unlike times past when he misplaced his glasses...

So I look all over house while I grill him about "tell me your exact actions as you came home, dumped groceries and dealt with the plumber..." .....
He took a tone with me that made me repeat "Tell me EXACTLY what you did as you came in the door."...

While half listening to him, I grabbed the flashlight to look under washer, dryer...then made my way out to the porch to check the squirrel cage... on my way back in, I glance over to above the steps... see a glint of light hit silver, make a very crosseyed look, then pound on the door and yell "GET YER BUTT OUT HERE!" ....

He follows me back out, and I step off the porch, turn around and say "look THERE!!" ... pointing to an ammo box used for camp gear... The look on his face was PRICELESS... the keys were sitting in the rain, in a place he would HAVE NEVER LOOKED!! .... while he was checking to see if the auto button was ruined by the rain, he set off the truck alarm!

So I get a finder's fee!! I was about to do a strip search, because I'd looked everywhere else!! Now I've climbed the "Helpful friend ladder" of always finding his glasses ... rescuing his lost keys... only bad thing is, I don't live here anymore to keep track of where he drops things!

He laughed at me and said "now I owe you dinner!"

I made him drive... before we left, I convinced him we were going to the Japanese Hibachi, but pay dutch because it's costly...
On the way there, he argues with me that he "ain't going there if it costs too much"...
My response: I've wanted to go there for a year, we're going! Even if I have to pay...

We get there and get to watch the cutest, most adorable little boy sitting across the hibachi from us...when the chef lit oil on fire, he JUMPED and just about started to cry...then as chef started banging spatulas around, he was awestruck... later, he handled his chop sticks better than most adults...he'd gently dip each piece of chicken in the sauce, until he found a piece he wasn't convinced was chicken... so he picked it up with his chopstick, then used his other hand to pick it up to his nose, smell it, crinkle his nose...then drop it on his older cousin's plate! ... the cousin put it back on his plate.... we were CRACKING up watching this cute little guy, with his strawberry blonde hair and blue eyes... and all his funny reactions to the fancy chef...

Blade tried my shrimp dumplings...and made an ugly face and said it tasted like "chit-lins"!

Dinner and an entertaining show!! ... when I got the bill, I told Blade that was an early birthday gift...

That little boy just made my day!! He sure took away the ugly feelings I had about my work day!