Today there is popcorn in the lobby of my building. I know! I am sitting here at my desk with a decent sized bucket of popcorn, real popped popcorn, caramel-cheese-and-butter mix. The size that would cost $3.15 at the movie theater, a small. The smell of popcorn is in all the elevators and seeping onto all the floors. And every time we tell someone new, “There’s popcorn in the lobby,” the result is inevitably giggles, goofy smiles. “Popcorn? Awesome.”
They do things like this from time to time in my building. The first for me was late in summer, they declared it the “Last Days of Summer!” and gave away popsicles while a random fuzzy-bearded man played the steel drums for our enjoyment. Oh boy was that fun. I was new at work and was just like, “This is my… grown up job?”
Christmas was the best because they did the whole lobby super fancy. Chocolate dipped strawberries, tables full of tiny deserts in fancy cupcake wrappers. Hot Chocolate and apple cider. I’m talking really fancy desert, here. They served marshmellows in a crystal bowl with a silver spoon for the hocho.
Which brings me to Popcorn Day, a holiday only slightly less popular than Christmas, where they set up old-timey popcorn machines in the lobby and set up huge buckets full of popcorn flavors. The guy who gave me my popcorn was even jolly. How did they even manage to get a jolly popcorn guy to say, “What kind would you like?” with a big grin? I got a mix. I am secretly 3 years old.
Also to report:
Chicken noodle soup came out delicious last night!!! Here is what it had in it: Broth, orzo noodles, onions, green onions, garlic, carrots, corn, salt and pepper, garlic salt. Even Wayne said he liked it and you know how cooking people are: nitpicky about the food. (I’m just kidding Wayne is not nitpicky) We also bought unsalted peanuts on accident… oh no!… and flowers for me that matched what I was wearing (purple and nearly neon yellow).
Fingernails today: Classic Red and the last of it. Oh Cover Girl! Why did you ever discontinue Classic Red?!?
YOU WERE WEARING PURPLE?!? I thought you HATED purple! My whole concept of reality is thrown into question, now.