So I bought a little hedgehog at the San Diego zoo while on my stay at the Sony Mommy Blogger Event in California. I was trying to think of a name for him to remember the time that I had out there. My father suggested that I name him “Bouji” in honor of the four star hotel and meals that we ate. I am a very down to earth, southern lady and to put me in an environment that required me to eat something with a different fork and drink from more than one glass was completely out of my element. We had one waiter at a four star restaurant that we ate at that was completely enveloped in the “bouji lifestyle”. We had our five gazillion utensils all laying neatly in a row. I immediately flicked one of the spoons in the middle so that it was sideways just to disrupt the order of things. Immediately “bouji waiter guy” came running over to our table and corrected my misaligned spoon as if the planet were to stop spinning had the spoon not been in its perfect place.
Each time he came to our table he adjusted the spoon and each time I turned it the wrong direction when he left. I thought it was funny to mess with the guy a little bit to see how often he would correct my “southern bad habit”. Life doesn’t have to be that serious. I’m definitely not the type of person that could ever be famous. I couldn’t stand people waiting on me hand and foot, nor did I care for people doing things for me like opening car doors. I mean seriously, I got this all by my little self.
So in honor of the “bouji guys” of California that waited on me as if I were more than an internet celebrity, I have the hedgehog. I’ve been wanting a little something to take along with me and take pictures of the object with the background of whatever I am doing. Bouji will forever be with me, he will be in a photo set all to himself on flickr. You can see his adventures and daily life. You never know where “bouji” will turn up.
