We entered the pizza establishment buzzing with loud laughter and silly giggles.
We had been seated in a secluded area of the restaurant for obvious reasons.
We found ourselves separated from the rest of the pizza population by a small partition.
The birthday girl and her friends made their way to the buffet and returned with loaded plates.
I followed.
I was just before ingesting a large mouthful of salad when a waitress from another section of the restaurant came over and sat down across from me.
"Is there a problem?", I asked.
No, she replied.
"One of my customers was wondering if you were married?"
Huh?
I can't remember if I spit the lettuce out or if I managed to choke it down.
I just sat there with my mouth gaping open.
"Are you joking?" was all that I could utter.
"No, my customer asked me to come over here and find out if you were married or not."
"Yes, I am married."
As quickly as I answered she was gone.
But wait.
I didn't ask her who was asking.
Not that it mattered of course.
But it did matter.
And I couldn't just stand up and peer over the partition.
I tried to recall the guests I saw upon out arrival.
Hmmmmmm.
There was an older gentleman walking with a cane.
The younger college guys in the corner.
And then there was that one woman with the asymmetrical haircut that.....nah.
I will never know.
I was too chicken to look over and scan the restaurant.
I wanted to bask in the moment that I still had it.
Then my Claire brought me back to reality.
"It was probably that "M" on your forehead."
"Thanks Claire, I will add Married to the list of things my wrinkle stands for!"
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you go girl!!
go wendi!!!
Oh! Chad better look out!
Look at you, hot momma!
You for sure still got "it"!
Rock it, hot mama, rock it!
I love it when stuff like that happens. Of course, it doesn't happen very often, but when it does it puts me in a good mood for days. :)
Way to go Wendi!!!! Your head must be swollen to know that you are still so gorgeous that a guy is trying to pick you up. Too bad that you couldn't get the waitress to ask you the question again so you could get it on video to "accidentally" play back for your husband.
Good for you gal!!!!
Loved this post!! I think you should have gotten the girls to spy for you. :)
I would've SO wanted to know who it was!! Guess they know a hot mama when they see one! : )
You still have it Mrs. Howard :)
Of course you still have it!
OMG that is AWESOME!!!!
And you want to know what I love the most about you??? The fact that you labeled your post must check into botox injections!! Could I possibly persuade you into plastic surgery!! :) Hee, hee!
hahaha...definitely sounds like you've still got it, girl!
Well what a lovely confidence boost for you, very deserved too!
Hysterically laughing over the label. You are too much!
I don't care who the inquisitive restaurant guest was, I would ride that boost for months to come.
Hot Mama!
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