Recharged

My sister and I were emailing today and bemoaning the fact that we hadn't had a really good long phone conversation or, better yet, a good gossipy meal together in ages. Suddenly we were hit by the thought: Why not? So we had dinner this very night after we both got off work. It's always good when we get together, and it did me even more good because of all the stress at work lately.

We talked and talked and talked. We talked about work (hers), our family, work (mine), the news in general, work (both), clothes, the afterlife, real estate, work... in other words, it was a pretty standard line of conversation for us when we get together.

We also ate and ate well, down to and including dessert. I actually couldn't finish my dessert which was a shame because it was a very decadent strawberry shortcake.

We just about closed the place down. They stopped serving at 10:00 and when we left at about 9:45, there was just one table and they were just then ordering, from the same waiter we'd had, poor guy. Yes, we did leave him a very good tip since we took up the table for so long. Hopefully that other table treated him even better.

Then, in the parking lot, I was about 4 steps away from walking across a little grassy median thing when suddenly the sprinklers in it came on. Close call, and a giggly epilogue to a nice evening.

I have The Best Sister. What neither of us understands is why we don't do this more often!