Me and my Priority life…
Today’s Fortune: Today will be pleasant, your life will be prosperous.
That fortune is so true. This was a very, very pleasant and prosperous day, indeed! I got up very early this morning so I could make a Valentine to send to my friend Dharma Marmalade. She lives in a place called “Connecticut”. Mom showed me where it is on a map. It is very far away, but I might visit there someday.
Mom got out all kinds of pretty paper, glue, crayons and scissors for me, so I could be very creative.
I worked really hard and made a nice Valentine. The pink paper I used for the heart feels like velvet. I’m really hoping Dharma will like it.
I put my Valentine into a box with some other nice things I thought Dharma might like, and we got it ready to go to the post office. I was really concerned that it would not get to Connecticut in time, but mom said not to worry, because we would send it “Priority.” I asked her what Priority meant, and she told me it means “very important.” I understood that, because pretty much everything I do is Priority. I lead a very Priority life.
We went to the Post Office to mail Dharma’s package, and we got to see Don, who is one of our favorite people at the Post Office. He works very hard, and is always happy. The Post Office is lucky to have him!
When we got home from the Post Office, I told mom we needed to work on the sisters. We are making little sisters for me, because most of the monkeys here are very old, and not much fun. The girl ones are all old ladies. They have age spots and they smell all musty and stuff. I asked mom if I could have some sisters to play with, and she said, “Sure!” (She is a very fun mom – she does almost everything I ask, except buy me cool John Deere tractors at antique stores.) She took me to Target, and I picked out sister socks. I decided to name the new sisters “Cissy Longstocking” and “ValenTina”.
The sisters are coming along well. Cissy Longstocking seems like she is going to be very adventurous, and will probably be lots of fun to play with. I’m a little bit worried about ValenTina, though. She has a deep, gravelly voice, and she is very bossy. She keeps telling me her real name is Pink Floyd, and that ValenTina is just her stage name. I heard mom telling dad that this was all his fault, because he fell asleep in the recliner with VH1 Classic on last night. ValenTina was out in the living room and was exposed to about three hours of The Pink Floyd Story. They are apparently very impressionable when they are in the formative stages. She said she was worried that ValenTina is going to turn out to be something called a “drag queen”. I asked her what a drag queen was, and she just said, “Never mind.”
We will just have to wait and see how they turn out, I guess.
When dad got home, we went to dinner at a place called Zorba’s. They serve Greek food. There was a nice painting on the wall where we were sitting. I think I would like to visit Greece.
Dad said I could order anything I wanted from the menu. It was a really big menu, so I had a hard time deciding…
I finally chose something called the “Gyros Dinner.” Good thing I was really hungry, because it was a lot of food. There was some meat, some pointy bread thingies called “pitas”, and french fries, too! I also got a Greek salad with it, but I let mom eat that.
I ate as much as I could, but I could not finish it. I was so full that my tummy hurt.
There was a very nice girl who brought us our food. Her name was Kristen. She goes to high-college at a place called “UCO”. She told us we should come back on Saturday because they have “belly dancers” on Saturday nights. I asked mom what belly dancers are, and she said, “Never mind.”
Kristen said I was cute, and I had my picture taken with her. She is very pretty and also very nice, but my heart belongs to Dharma.
After dinner, we went to a place called “Starbucks”. It was full of coffee!!! I can’t believe I didn’t know about it already! It must be a well-kept secret. Dad got me something called a “Venti Latte”. It tasted pretty much like coffee with milk to me, but it was good, and I needed the caffiene to have the energy to do my blog entry for the day.
Today was very good. Pleasant and prosperous, just like the fortune cookie predicted. I hope I get to meet the fortune writer someday. He is a very smart guy.
Today’s Vocabulary Words: Connecticut, Priority, drag queen, gyros, belly dancer, Starbucks, venti latte
6 Comments
puggerhugger
Noah, you have the best adventures!! Sister Mary Monkeypants can teach you all about bellydancers, she loves to dance. Then you could dance for Dharma. We just love your blog!!!!! Love, Pugger
Noah
Oh, good! I’m glad Sister Mary Monkeypants knows about bellydancing. She can teach me in secret when she visits.
Mom says, “Never mind,” a lot, I’ve noticed.
Manitoba2ct
Hi Noah, It’s Dharma here. Mum logged me on to your blog. I can hardly wait to get my valentine! I hope you have fun with yours. I really really want it to get there in time. We were going to go to New York City on Saturday but Mum changed our minds and now we are going to Boston instead. Mum likes Boston a lot. I am going to get fresh roasted peanuts there from the peanut vendor. I might even get my picture taken with Paul Revere. I hope to see you soon Noah. I think you’re cute. tehe
Love Dharma
Noah
Hi, Dharma! I got to see your picture last night on mom’s computer. You are even prettier than I ever imagined! You have beautiful hair and your ears are very cute. I was really worried when your mum said one of them might have gone under the fridge. I have never been to Boston, but I have been to lots of places in Oklahoma City, so I can show you all the good stuff here when you come to visit. I hope you have fun on your trip. Take lots of pictures so I can see what you get to do. I hope you like your valentine!!
Love, Noah
P.S. Who is Paul Revere? Should I be jealous?
SassylePoof!
Noah,
Your adventures inspire me.
I’ll be your Valentine if things don’t work out with Dharma.
SWAK!
SassylePoof!
Noah
Hi, SassylePoof!! I keep checking your blog and I am sad to see that you are not talking about your adventures, too. Is that because you are still trapped in that plastic bag?
Love, Noah