Verbal sex, like, with the hostess

It's Father's Day. I woke up because I had planned to go to Gymnastics, but then went back to sleep.

I went to Outback Steakhouse to meet up with mommy and Lolo Manning (mommy's uncle, my grand uncle, or whatever the yanks would call it here if they even have a term for it). That hostess whom I've been comparing to this one pornstar was working. We finally exchanged words. When I was able to locate mommy and Lolo Manning, the hostess laughed in relief as she no longer had to help me find them in the crowded restaurant. I made her laugh. That's, like, verbal sex!

Furthermore, mommy's favorite Outback Steakhouse waitress, Lindsay, was working as well. Lindsay is renewed in my database. Mommy had gone ahead to order me the largest size of prime rib. I actually had difficulty finishing it since I ate breakfast prior, but I never back down to food.

Mental note: Lolo Manning is fast for his age. He insisted on walking back to the mall. By the time mommy dropped me off at the food court parking lot to pick up my car, he was already there.

Too bad the jackoffable chick who helps serve Communion at the afternoon mass in Church wasn't there today.

We went to Uncle Lando's in Northridge. Cousin Andree is home for the weekend. The girls watched the Miss America pageant. Interestingly, there were actually contestants that I would turn down.