Larainy never passes up an opportunity to ask herself to lunch and today was no exception. When I found out that two of my favorite bloggers,
were selfishly planning to meet, eat and laugh, I suggested in a somewhat forceful manner that it would be a very good idea to include me.
did the same and in spite of Holly and Jo trying to misdirect us by giving us directions from Mesa to the Palo Verde Nuclear Power Plant, we were able to track them down at BJ's in Glendale.
You know, you think you know someone when you read their blog day after day, post after post. But you don't really know someone until you sit across the table from them and put truth serum in their diet beverage.
Turns out that Roeann is a totally loaded trust fund baby who insisted on buying lunch for everyone in the restaurant, tipping outrageously and then roared away in a classic Rolls Royce driven by her stoic German chauffeur, Horst.
Jo is living a quiet life caring for her dog Lola and husband, Rick in the midst of neighbors clueless about her exciting former career as an astronaut in the Russian space program. Jo says modestly "I knew it was time to quit when I just got sick and tired of circling the earth in Soviet tin can."
But the most surprising revelation was Holly's double life in product development for Post's line of breakfast cereal. Every flake, nugget and crunchy bit has to pass Holly's demanding taste buds or you will never see it on your breakfast table. She is, in fact, a "cereal killer".
One of Larainy's deepest secrets was embarrassingly revealed as she munched her Sesame Chicken Salad, but everyone was too polite to comment.
Thanks ladies, let's do it again soon!