JAMBA JUICE by (me!) sandra, ttgp
back story: sometime not too long ago, my son jack comes to me with great concern
"mommy, is my real name jackson? taryn said my real name on my birth certificate is jackson. is that true?!?"
i smile that mommy smile; tilt my head. consider several answers.
"why don't you go tell taryn what her real name is on her birth certificate," i suggest still smiling.
"what is her real name?" he asks as he slowly starts to catch on
"whatever you say it is, " i tell him. and he whispers a secret name in my ear. "that works," i tell him, "good one."
and i watch as he walks briskly over to his sister with this exciting counter-proclamation.
meanwhile, it needs mentioning here, that this entire exchange is taking place inside our local jamba juice store. we are with friends, meg, maggie, christopher.
and like starbucks, at jamba juice, they always ask for your name when you place your order.
and so it worked out just beautifully, that right about the same time taryn would come running to me with great concern about the official name on her birth certificate, that a young jamba juice employee would call her real name over the loud speaker
"strawberry whirl for apple pieces."
oh! the look on her face! -in front of so many people. high school kids. the public humiliation! she blinked bright red and scrunched her face in our direction. "yoooouuuuu..."
many giggles all around from me, jack, meg, maggie, christopher, and eventually apple pieces herself.
and with that, we arrive to today. and how i couldn't resist once again giving the name apple pieces when we placed our orders at the jamba juice counter.
taryn and jack both smiled. but the giggles this time came from watching the reaction of the kids behind the counter as they read the ticket.
i could hear them/but they could not see me.
cute young girl to cute young boy: "does this say apple pieces?"
cute young boy: "ya"
cute young girl: "are you serious?"
cute young boy: "ya. i don't ask questions i just type in the name they give me."
cute young girl: "i am not saying apple pieces out loud."
cute young boy: "oh, come on. have some fun!"
and the girl was smiling and blushing, shaking her head. the boy was encouraging her, smiling, but avoiding direct eye contact.
our drinks came up.
cute young girl calls out, "two carribean passions and one razzamatazz"
i call back from behind the line, "for who?"
she won't answer, just looks at me.
"for who?" i say with a smile
"are these for you.. two caribbean passions, one razzamatazz?" she asks
"oh.. it's just a sibling rivalry thing.. having some fun" i reassure her
she looked at me, taryn, jack, scooted the drinks our way
"enjoy your weekend apple pieces." she smiled.
and we were off again.. for school supplies.
posted by SHE @ 5:57 PM
10 Comments:
God I love to start out Monday smiling! Clinking! To Jackson, Apple Pieces, and all that razzamatazz!
Just priceless!
How cute! Thanks for the smile this morning! :) Apple pieces....too cute...my brother called me Deedee when he was little....cause he couldn't pronounce my real name!
singtome: thanks! for the countless smiles you bring me too..
deedee: love it! does anyone still use that precious nickname?
my sister karin, became "keeshie" when my daughter taryn could not yet pronounce her name
my sister LOVED this name so much, once taryn could say properly "auntie karin" -my sister forbid her from ever using it
"i waited all my life for a cute nickname! i'm auntie keeshie forever!"
and so she is. and always will be.
cute add on story though,
i named my dauther taryn, to rhyme with my mom, sharon, and my sister, karin
when taryn was about 3 or 4 years old, a lady said to her
"taryn. how did you get such a pretty name?"
my daughter said, "my mommy wanted my name to rhyme with her sisters"
"oh, a name to rhyme," says the lady, "what is your mommy's sister's name taryn?"
"keeshie."
No, no one still uses that one. :) I doubt my brother even remembers and besides he rarely talks to me anyway! Another cute story too! Keeshie....
hahaha awesome! Probably one of my all time favorite small pleasures in this world is creating new names at food joints.
My favorite was "Fuschia", at the Taco Stand. I used it a few times. Particularly funny, since some people ask how you spell it.
Another time, at Cracker Barrel, I told them my name was "Acqua". They said "like water in spanish?" and I told them, "Yes. Acqua." They tried to hold in the laughter. I kept a straight face.
"Party for two... Acqua?"
hahaha by the way, adorable. Taryn and Keeshie. Priceless :)
karma: i like this blog name you have chosen for yourself.
sorry to learn that you and your brother don't talk often. i think about two things ...
all the family relationships i've seen over the years that have experienced repair and reconnection after long periods of estrangement
and that saying about how friends are like having a family of your choice (i don't have that right/but something close)
choose a loving family. surround yourself with loving people; which i can see you already do by visiting singtome & skinny and others
bh: love it! love it! makes going anywhere more fun & memorable
makes fun blog posts too..
that's really funny, thanks for the laugh. great to challenge the cute girl's comfort in that situation..am i gonna say that?? haha
tine: thanks! /she was the sweetest, and rose to the occasion in the end with such a smile.
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