I got dipped at Bacchanal!
We drove over to Bacchanal and when we walked in Chris – the owner – said where have you been – I just went to bed at 10AM this morning – and then he asked me to dance and dipped me all the way down to the floor. We did this about five times and finally G and I got a Seghesio Zinfandel and I bought that terrific French champagne that is so salty from him and we sat down at a table.
Burt came and sat with us – darling guy who is a special services type army guy – and he was well, intense – and focused – and he told us his whole macro outlook on life and living and G took off from the table acting like she had a call coming in but in reality she couldn’t deal with his intensity. But turns out he was pretty cool in a disturbing way.
Then Nyela and Saida came in with their aunt and I was all over these two little youngsters – we played Q&A and Saida got the upper hand and I wanted to take her home with me like right now – but instead she took my phone number and said she’d call – she’s in first grade, Nana is in nothing – both were so incredibly adorable and insightfuly they made me feel inconsequential without them – like we asked S what she preferred Christina or Britney – and she asked us where bees come from. Stumped!