Thursday, March 16, 2017

girls night

My colleague has been pushing us to out to dinner for a while.  I didn't want to because of the kids - but she learned my schedule and arranged the night around whether Tolga was a home or away.  My colleague is 57, single, and a great listener and observer.  She invests herself and time into each person and conversation.  She organized the evening and we all met at a restaurant - myself, my colleague, the counselor, the Turkish teacher and the Gym teacher.  The three Turks my friend was taking as a thank you for helping her cat.  I was the tag-a-long with Tuana.

Tuana talked to the cab driver in baby talk the whole way there.  I ate a steak, but Tuana started fussing when it was served.  She was tired, and she got mad when I tried to sit or put her down, but by the end she was clapping at conversations.

It felt good to hangout with the girls.  I could get use to this!

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