Last weekend, my dear friend from the ATL came to visit the Big D. And I don’t think we were ready for her. No one is ever ready for Jamila. I was set to pick her up at the airport on Friday night and about 25 minutes before her flight was to take off, she sent me a text saying American had lost her reservation. I figure if there is anyone who can talk her way through check-in and security and get on the plane in time, it would be Jamila. Whatever it is, she has it.
The minute I saw her on the other side of the glass in bag claim, it was all laughs. We were standing there waiting for her bag, when we heard this loud squeaking noise coming from the rotating bag claim. We both did a double take when we saw a young guy, pulling off a PLASTIC LEOPARD PRINT suitcase, which was making the noise. Seriously, plastic? Leopard print? We felt bad, he definitely know we were cracking up at his luggage.
We then met Jen at the Oceanaire for old times sake. Our waitress was a mess and the bus boy made the mistake of asking us, “how’s it hanging tonight?”. Pretty sure you should never ask a group of girls that question, let alone at the Oceanaire. Dinner was delicious, we got the brownie dessert, and I almost asked the Executive Chef to refill my water. I just noticed a guy in all white clothes standing at the end of our table waiting for us to finish our conversation before he made his move in. Luckily, I read the words “EXECUTIVE CHEF” on his lapel before I asked for water.
Saturday night, Jen had a group of us over for dinner, drinks and many rounds of Rock Band. Jamila and I were born to play that game. We sang many duets and luckily I had introduced her to Fleetwood Mac way back in the Nortel day, so we could deliver a phenomenal version of “Go Your Own Way”. Not sure Jen’s neighbors thought it was that phenomenal, but we sure did.
The weekend, of course, wouldn’t be complete with out a Tina Turner legs shot.
The weekend also wouldn’t be complete without Jamila introducing us to some new vocab words. ”In your mist” and “cheesin’”. For example, Jen has a lot of guys in her mist right now. And also, Jarad was cheesin‘ when he was talking about his lack of body hair.
One more thing to note… it has been decided that I will venture to the ALT to visit Jam in the year 2010. She has promised me that we’ll go for chicken and waffles. I am not ready.
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