mrs-roboto's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Cheese! Glorious Cheese! Last night Ampersand, Hannah, Judy, and I all headed over to the Capitol Club to see our belly dance instructor and her troupe perform. I almost backed out due to excessive work related stress (this week has sucked with a capital "S") but I knew that was all the more reason to go. I needed to unwind and nothing helps in relieving tension more than 8 plates of assorted cheese. Yes, it's true we ordered every diary product they offered. We even doubled up on the warm marinated goat cheese with olive tapenade and roasted peppers. Yum, yum, yum!. Oh and can I tell you about the figs? They came with cheese too. I've talked about it before but all hail to the power of cheese! After consuming several pounds of rich, creamy goodness, we sat back and enjoyed the dance stylings of Infusion. Talk about beautiful women - these ladies will blow your mind. Sharon, our instructor, just oozes grace and elegance. The way they move with such precision and flow. I had planned to bring a camera so I could share but I forgot. I'm not sure I would have had a free hand to take pictures since they were continually in motion shoveling food into my piehole. Next time. The conversation was wonderful, of course. Talk of travel and food and music and all things heavenly which I so desperately needed. And Hannah told a story I simply must share. A number of years ago, Hannah was traveling through Italy on holiday. She had taken this trip solo and was feeling a bit lonely at having no one to share the experience with. You see, Italy is of course known for it's romantic atmosphere. The art, the food, the wine - they all have become synonymous with starry eyes couples, strolling arm in arm down the piazza, love exuding from every pore. It's hard to not buy into that on some level and I think it had gotten to Hannah a bit. So, when a handsome Italian man (and they are all handsome in Italy) circled her in his car three separate times calling out to her and offering a ride she gave into the moment and joined him. They toured about for a few days. He took her here and there and treated her like a princess and yet there was no chemistry. Still Hannah was trying to have that perfect Italian experience and wanted ever so desperately to be into the situation at hand. He was attractive, gentle and catering to her every need. On her final evening, he took her to an open meadow where the sky blazed with stars. A more amorous spot does not exist and when he turned to kiss her Hannah decided "What the hell. I am in Italy. I'll give this man a toss." Then he leaned in and gave her the lizard tongue. You know the one that just makes you gag with it's depth and rapid movement? Yeah, you know what I am talking about. Hannah knew that there was no way she could go through with this and so she turned to (oh let's call him Giovanni) Giovanni and stopped him mid lick. Now here is the part I failed to mention earlier, the part that makes this story so damn funny. You see, Hannah speaks no Italian and Giovanni speaks very little English and now poor Hannah had to give this guy an excuse for her sudden cold shoulder. She reached into the old bag of excuses all women tote around and selected the "I'm just getting over a broken heart" routine. Everyone knows that this is universally accepted as a reason to rebuff advances of the opposite sex and Hannah felt confident that her Italian stallion would get the point. She began a series of mimes pointing first at her heart and then making a breaking motion with her two hands. She added a sad face for the full effect. Giovanni looked puzzled and so Hannah repeated her little act. Giovanni concentrated trying to decipher the code and then his eyes lit up and he exclaimed "Ah ha! Bypass surgery!" Yes, that's right. Giovanni believed that his lovemaking would be too much for Hannah what with her medical condition. His prowess so adept and his sensuality so strong that she'd go into cardiac arrest. Talk about ego! But Hannah is a smart woman and decided to go with anything that could get her out of this uncomfortable situation and if heart surgery would do that, then so be it. On that note, I wish you all a lovely weekend. 11:23 a.m. - 2003-09-26 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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