Meat and greet
Jun. 12th, 2009 09:06 amI didn’t feel well yesterday, so didn’t get much done. I hadn’t slept well Wednesday night due to frustration over computer problems and strange feelings over someone I know dying.*
So, yesterday morning my wife took her mother off for another medical appointment, I missed it. (While I felt bad about that, I don’t miss another 4 hours in the car back and forth to the house of ick.)
While she was out, my wife’s friend Amy called to set up lunch with my wife. I was invited to go along, which was very nice.
We went to a Brazilian Churrascaria in Worcester.
I like it because it is a meat restaurant. They have a salad/vegetable bar. But, they cook all sorts of meat on long metal shafts over a fire. As you sit at the table they come around with these and carve off some for you right at the table.
So you’ll be sitting there talking about western martial arts, lost Fiore manuals, small sword lessons and such and folks will walk up and put meat down on your table:
“Garlic steak?” “Sure.”
“Rare roast?” “Sure.”
“Pork sausage?” “Sure.”
“Roast chicken?” “Sure.”
“Well done roast?” “Sure.”
(You get the idea.)

I have to say, the roast they had was one of the best pieces of roast I’ve ever had. When the owner asked me what I thought I told him that. I guess it was the right answer as he patted me on the back and the roast guy orbited our table.
I still didn’t feel well and ended up going to be about 8:30 and sleeping right through to 8 this morning.
But, at least today I feel better.
*Honestly, I’m not sure how I feel about this person I know dying. Don’t get me wrong, I didn’t wish her any harm and I’m sorry she died. But, I didn’t really like her. She was someone who was the anti-Frank in the church. She never had a plan, always went based on how she felt at that moment, was easily swayed and never what I would call very thoughtful about things.
But, she was nice, kind, caring, friendly, hard working and would go out of her way to do things for people.
I’d avoid spending time with her. But, because she and I were just on totally different frequencies. And, as painfully obvious as that was to me, she never seemed to notice.
So, always been fairly conflicted about this person, her suddenly dropping dead confuses me as it makes me try and figure out my feelings about her.