So I've only lived here for 4 and a half months. And boy am I BUSY. Socially. Me. The girl with 3 friends -total- in So Cal. One of my favorite people to hang out with is my neighbor across the street. She's a yoga instructor with two little boys who doesn't care if my house is dirty, shares her veggies from her garden with me, and even knows the turkey baster story (and will still hang out with me!).
Tonight she took me out to dessert for my birthday. She invited one of the other mom's in the neighborhood, who invited her friend that had a birthday this week. Confused yet? All four of us went to the Melting Pot, a fabulous and fun fondue place (today's blog is brought to you by the letter f). We were there for 2 and a half hours!!! It's amazing how women can chat about nothing for hours. And we were a rowdy table. Mom's really should get out more...we bottle up so much that we're almost not socially acceptable once we finally break free of the home. We finished all of our dippers, and the waiter kindly brought us some more fruit free of charge. We playfully asked for more chocolate, and he kiddingly brought us each a Hershey's Kiss. Which we immediately put into the empty fondue pot to melt down. Apparently this is not normal, socially acceptable behavior. All the employees were coming to our table to laugh at us. Oops. The manager came over last, and we thought we were going to be kicked to the curb for sure. But he brought us another little container of fondue chocolate, smiling and stating that their chocolate is MUCH better than Hersheys. Kudos to the Melting Pot...they are patient, generous people :)
What a great evening. We're planning to go out together again for my neighbor's birthday next month. The question is...do we dare show our faces at Melting Pot again?
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