Just Pass Me By

Tonight my husband and I decided to go out to eat, I have pretty much cleaned my house for this coming week. So honestly I didn’t want to do a whole lot of cooking. My husband decided to treat us to Falaffel King tonight. This is a very nice little restaurant. The dance came up to me and asked if I wanted to dance with her. Well today it’s been like I have had 2 left feet and frankly there were a lot of people there and I am not that outgoing. I am fairly shy in groups. We really enjoy the Falaffel King wait staff is good, and always courteous to us. Probably a good thing I didn’t go up and dance with her probably would have broken something or hurt her.
Tonight I was sharing with my husband a dream I had last night. We where working on a project in the dream with some shelves that just wouldn’t stop moving. Maybe it a resemblance of how I feel lately with work. I was speaking with my hands which I often do. Sometimes it gets me in trouble expecially when I have my glass in front of me! Well I ended up wearing my Dr. Pepper. Oh no, thank goodness it not cold our now.
My husband caught our waiter attention he came over right away, and I ran to the bathroom. Don’t worry wasn’t going to cry over spilled pop. Sticky it may be but it no crying matter, took some of there paper towels to try to dry my pants off as much as possible. By the time I got back they had cleaned the table, and one of the busboys was taking care of the seat for me. I was going to just throw my jacket over it I figure my miss so clean it up.
They have the nice cushions on their booths they are comfortable maybe not as comfortable as an adjustable beds but they are comfortable. The young man brought out a couple of towels for me to sit on. My husband ended up being some lift over homes tonight to, he order some Falaffel. Even through the wait suggested I try their chicken Pita. Normally when I go out to eat at unique places I don’t eat Chicken. I get plenty of Chicken and it nice changing my diet a little. I had order their Falaffel Pita which was yummy! I telling you I didn’t even need their dipping sauce it would be good on it own. This is one of the few places I will eat the Tomatoes normally I don’t like anyone tomatoes but what I grow on my own.
They have wonderful Customer service at Falaffel King and my husband and I look forward to our next visit. It fun watching their dancer dance, I can’t say my husband watches them dance, but I know I do.

Otis was missing all day yesterday, I heard him meowing through out the day but could not find him. I checked his closet that he often goes through but it was nice and tightly shut. My husband had lift for work already, so I really didn’t worry a whole lot. I could tell Otis was somewhere in the apartment but couldn’t find him. I was figuring he just hiding in one of our closets in the bedroom, and will come out when he wants to.
I looked for him in the office, and under his two chairs he like hiding in. I looked in my bathroom still couldn’t find him. I quickly looked in my closet, and didn’t see him but figure he was hiding behind my wedding dress which he often does. I wasn’t to worried and just figured he was looking for attention because that was his meow sound. It wasn’t the help me type of meow. Otis has a loud meow, almost like having a Bose home theater in my apartment when he wants to be heard.
Well I lift to go met my husband, have dinner and then go to service. I wasn’t worried about Otis, figure when we got home he would be at the door waiting our arrival. We got home around 10pm last night and no cat at the door. This is unusual for Otis, well my husband and I came in and started situating ourselves for the night. I heard Otis meow again, so I called him and put fresh food knowing that normally will get him out of his hiding place, he just kept meowing.
Now I am like I hear him meowing but don’t see him. My husband didn’t realize where Otis was when he in the morning for work. I walked over to the closet thinking well, he gotta be somewhere where it wouldn’t be easy for him to get out. I open the closet door in the hall way, sure enough the cat was laying on top of my clean towels. Which is no where near to the door knob in the closet and Otis isn’t a small cat that could fit himself between the shelves and the door. So poor cat was trapped in the closet from when my husband closed that door. He didn’t look in the closet because he said it was dark when he closed the door. So seems like one of us opened it didn’t latch the door all the way, and hubby didn’t think about turning on a light to make sure Otis wasn’t in the Closet. My husband did feel bad about the cat being in the closet all day. I feel a little guilty but maybe the cat will learn a lesson of I don’t belong in the linen closet.