A million dollars

I got a million dollars today---at least I feel as though I did. On this rainy and damp day, it felt appropriate for Justin and me to venture out for lunch to Cracker Barrel. We chose this place after sorting through other choices which would satisfy his hunger. Justin was so hungry that his stomach hurt. Last night we ate several leftover cheeseburgers including mine from The Club that day so I suggested we go there again so he could have one. He didn't want to get dressed up (change his pants) so Cracker Barrel it is!

At home, on the ride there, while dining, and riding back home we talked about his plans for me to host a luncheon for some ladies with him doing the food portion. We are both excited about the prospect of it, and hope to make firm plans once he knows his work schedule. Justin was hungry for the chicken 'n dumplins' and I had my usual of meatloaf with mashed potatoes, green beans, and corn. This is also my funeral luncheon menu, oddly enough. We both enjoyed our meals with each needing a to-go box for our extras. 

At the register, Justin paid for his share of the bill, and then stepped aside for me to pay mine. I mentioned how I used to always buy a large Hershey bar at the register when I came with Martie and the cashier pointed out the location of several chocolate choices. She also showed me some salt and pepper sets which were quickly flying off the shelves. Quite the friendly girl, but not persuasive enough to sell to me! 

As she rang me up and showed me where to sign, she leaned in and asked, "So, is that your son?" I said it was, expecting her to tell me how handsome he is or ask for a date, or something. Instead she said, "Well, I've worked here for a while now but before this I worked at the McDonald's on Blanding. He came in everyday for coffee and was always so polite and sweet...You did good with him." Wow, just wow! I was blown away, but I managed to gush my thanks to her for telling me this, more than once. 

As we walked to the car, I asked him if he heard me talking to the cashier and he said no. I told him she used to work at 'his' McDonald's and he said, "I thought she looked familiar!" Then I told him what she said, he smiled shyly and said, "Of course!" That's my guy!