Incommunicado

Justin and I enjoyed our dinner at Saigon Tokyo Bistro​ this evening, glad that a family of three were joining us at the table. We feel badly when the chefs have to go through the routine just for us. The mom, dad, and adult daughter sat at the end of the table opposite us, all three on their phones with games (at least two of them were looking at games) the entire time. Justin and I talked the whole while with each other, rarely a quiet moment. In fact, when he noticed what was going on across from him, he gave me the elbow, but I'd already noticed. I am glad he noticed and gave it a tiny head shake. He said, "I had my phone out on the table because it's so large in my pocket, but I put it away again when I saw that..." Proud Mama moment. And a sad one for those folks at the end of our table, missing the pleasure of their meal and its preparations, and the company of others.

We each brought home a generous portion of our meals, having shared an order of rangoons which were on special tonight. They are even better than the ones I get from Ming Moon, and cheaper when on special at Koko's. I still have one third of my meal from Tuesday night's dinner from The Olive Garden and half my meal from lunch today. That should get us through the weekend!

Today a lady came to water exercise class for the first time this season. She has the distinct characteristic of being on my short list of people for whom I have no patience. This lady has the uncanny ability to insinuate herself into other people's conversations, replacing her stories for theirs, despite what they are saying. Worse than me, I usually say!  She seems to be unaware of the rudeness exhibited. Last season a friend was trying to tell me about her recent trip overseas but this other lady gave it her best to redirect the story to her trip. I did all I could to keep the conversation my friend's and not let this other woman do an override. And I really wanted to hear about my friend's adventures. It sort of took the fun away, too.

Right after New Year I posted about my friend, Nancy's, sort of resolution, something she picked up from Willie Nelson. He quoted someone else but here goes: "Listen more with the intent to understand instead of listening to reply". I am glad this happened today as it brought this resolution back to mind. I shall make every attempt to follow this advice and do my best to not be obnoxious.