It's Friday!
We called Mr. Urban from the park. Luckily we got the voicemail. "Please meet us at home at Noon" I said to the voicemail, in a most serious tone. I had asked him in the morning if he had any lunch meetings and he had said not yet. Good enough for me....
At 12:10 a very handsome Mr. Urban walks in... "What's UP?"
There is chilled champagne, a baby arugula blend salad with feta and walnuts and delicious dressing, a ramekin filled with plump juicy green olives, and one filled with dry roasted almonds all set on the counter....Regina Spektor's sultry voice blaring from the speakers, probably too loud for mid-day... a Toddler, standing up in her high chair giggling and swinging her tooshy, fingers covered in orange pimentos that she dug out of the olives that are to be her nutritious lunch...
"You Have Forty Minutes My Friends"..... he says in his lovely calm tone, smiling that cute smile of his...
We take what we can!
Cheers to a lovely weekend for all!!!! May you need a rest from all the fun and activities come Monday morning....
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