Mwa ha haaa!

Today I had one of those really, really rewarding experiences that a) advanced my cunning plan to have people shop at my favourite stores and b) let me clown around in public for a totally good reason, and c) got me lunch. Result!

I showed Rachel where Dressew is. She needs some harem pants for belly dancing, and shopping for fabric anywhere other than Dressew is a crime. Unless, of course, you go to Little India, where I will take her when I am reasonably certain her head won’t explode.

But the best part was getting to entertain her dynamic progeny, Grand Master B. Here’s a thing: I am a natural clown and a drama queen. I love making people laugh. So when my job for the day is to ride herd on a smallish child, I bring the goof along. I tried on masks and made B laugh, “You’re silly!” High praise, indeed.

And then Rachel bought me lunch! At Topanga! Awesome! Rachel, when I learn the whereabouts of that Mexican restaurant I told you about, I’m totally going to return the favour. But maybe not, if it’s actually called Mexican Bob’s Emporium of Meat.

3 Comments to “Mwa ha haaa!”

  1. By sarah, March 18, 2008 @ 6:02 am

    Once you start shopping at Dressew, you’re a Vancouverite fershur.

  2. By rachel, March 18, 2008 @ 7:20 am

    Woo-hoo! Finally! I’m a real Vancouverite! Fershur!
    Liz, B thinks you are the queen of all funny.

  3. By Liz, March 18, 2008 @ 7:55 pm

    Heh, it’s pretty easy to play to a kid who thinks me in a triceratops mask, making triceratops noises, is comedy gold.

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