Anyways, today after church we went to eat lunch at Wendy's. Well, of course, the place was packed. We managed to get the last empty table. There was a woman sitting at the table beside us all alone. I kid you not...a man and his wife looking for a place to sit, asked to sit at the table with her. When he sat down he uttered not a word to us...but the sight of him almost made me spit out my food. It was Carl Fredricksen himself! (just a younger version) Dark glasses...hearing aid...not smiled a day in his life maybe...ha
When his wife asked to sit with the lady alone, he muttered to her something about going home...but sat down and reluctantly began eating his meal. Neither of them spoke to each other or the lady they sat with. They spoke to one another through body language and facial expressions.
I kept noticing them looking at the ceiling and then at each other...his wife held up her hand like asking him if he felt something...he would just raise his eyebrows and huff and puff and look up at the ceiling and then they would both shake their heads. I was totally cracking up...wondering why they didn't speak while David is just giving me the look. ( He was having fast food got you order mixed up rage, which wasn't bothering me because I was too busy watching Mr. Fredricksen.)
This went on throughout our entire meal...as I was finishing up...I looked over at Chloe Jo with her chocolate milk and her straw...(which was entirely toooooo long for her milk jug) Wouldn't you know it, with every slurp of the straw she was flicking chocolate milk in the air on Mr. Fredrickson's wife!
I did not utter a word..only looked at him and raised my eyebrows as we got up to leave the restaurant. David was not amused....he was still flustered that they forgot his bacon on his baked potato.
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