Brennan can walk. It appears after all the melodrama of Friday, he is fine. I chose to find the humor in this situation. (And if I repeat that enough to myself, I just might believe it. Ha!)
Date night for Chris and me last night. We went to a new Mexican place, but I admit all I was looking forward to was the margaritas. Margaritas, margaritas and some more margaritas. It was totally going to be the highlight of my night. After we placed our order, the waitress sadly told us the restaurant was still waiting for their liquor license. No margaritas, she said, but would I care for a soda instead?
No, I wouldn't. I really wouldn't care for a soda instead. Do I need to revisit the week I just had? Do you know how rarely I get to leave the house without children and with the promise of an adult beverage? The disappointment on my face must have been pretty intense, because both the waitress and my hubbie asked if I wanted to go elsewhere. Sigh, but we stayed, sans margaritas and all.
We managed to sneak in a drink after dinner, but before the movie. (Yes, I clearly have a problem.)
And movie too! Hello Brad and George - thank you for agreeing to come along on my date with my husband. Oceans 13 was cute, but the eye candy was way cuter. Hmmm, now if I could just get the movie theater to serve me margaritas along with my eye candy.
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