Tuesday, December 23, 2008

Pollyanna Lunch

So it started off like every other day. Wake up, get kids to school, go to the gym. It is the Tuesday before Christmas and it was the day of my Holiday lunch with my yoga girls. Yay. That's fun. So three of us start the day off with the gym. While we are working out the craziest of all my friends decides to ask Tracy ( a totally tattooed guy) to come to our lunch. We kind of thought she was kidding and we definitely thought he was kidding when he asked, "Where?" and totally thought he was kidding when she told him it was a gift exchange and he asked, "How much?"

Weren't we surprised when all of us were sitting at the Oriental Pearl with our big pile of presents on the table and Tracy walks in with a present himself. At first he tried to leave the present and leave. We wouldn't let him. So without to much arm twisting he sat down. Seriously, the odder the better for me. Tattoos and piercings are right up my alley. I wasn't quite sure about the rest of them. Tracy is tattooed all over, even on his face. Some might find this odd. I kind of like it. Just like I was fixated on the girl with hot pink hair the other day in HomeGoods. I wanted that hair and if I wasn't closer to 40 (just today) than 39, I just might get it. Not really, but I want it just the same.

Turns out Tracy is one of the most together people we had ever met. He owns four tattoo parlors, he eats no sugar, no carbs, doesn't drink. He knows all about alternative medicine and herbal remedies. He is well versed in the caring and feeding of dogs, travel and a plethora of other information. He was well spoken, kind, funny and intelligent. He totally understood the White Elephant Pollyanna. He knew the rules. He actually picked the most awesome present that Sue (blogger Sue) had given. It was some cool aromatherapy stuff. How fun is that?


So we're thinking we might need a show. We have some serious drama going on between all of us. Our new best friend Tracy just adds to the crazy. And, I'm going to be honest with you, tatttooed head and all, he is way more normal than anyone sitting at that table For real. That's true. You don't even want to know why. Post.

9 comments:

Kathy S. said...

Word!

Brother Chris said...

“Your greatness is measured by your kindness; your education and intellect by your modesty; your ignorance is betrayed by your suspicions and prejudices, and your real caliber is measured by the consideration and tolerance you have for others.”
William J. H. Boetcker

Anonymous said...

wordica.
He single? He's cute!

sue said...

Wait a min. I was at that table. Am I not normal? Is he more normal than I am? I don't think so.... Do you?

Anonymous said...

Sue Baby, He is more normal than you. I'm sorry. Have you met you? No wait, have you met Jason? Funny.... but not that normal.

Andy said...

Aside from Tracy, you and your friends are hot!

Paige said...

I have a theory about crazy looking people being mostly normal---they put all their crazy on the outside, and the rest of us waste all this energy hiding it.

Christy said...

That's awesome! And yeah, I believe it--he"s probably more normal than me too! I think it's interesting to hear the details about him...details that would probably blow most people away b/c they would make up they're mind about him based on his appearance! You're awesome and I heart ya!

I hope you're having a great holiday week! How's the snow boarding going?

Meredith said...

Stay by your phone, I think Bravo is going to be calling to set up a season of "The Real Housewives of Chester County."