So Joe and I went out with friends today. We went to Flanagan's Wake. Has anyone ever seen this? It's along the same lines as Tony & Tina's Wedding. If you haven't heard of either show, they're sort of interactive plays with audience participation. Thanks to my many years of practice in high school, I was able to avoid eye contact, look the other way, and slide down in my seat without being too obvious that I was trying to hide from the actors walking around, looking for
After this we drove around looking for a place to eat. Chris stopped at a restaurant, rolled down his window, and said to the valet, "Hi! We're looking for a place to eat. Do you know of any restaurants around here?" As the words started coming out of his mouth, he realized what he was asking, but it was too late to stop it. I'm sure the valet thought we were all daft.
So I ordered some chicken dish and it tasted like crap. Not that I've ever tasted crap, of course, but it wasn't very good. I really didn't care for it. Everyone talked me into sending it back to the kitchen. I've never done this before. I apologized over and over to the waitress and told her that I was sure it was fine, but I just didn't like it and could I please get something else? She was very nice about it. I'm pretty sure the cook was offended and spit in my new dish, however. Then a manager came out and demanded to know what was wrong with my chicken and why exactly did I send it back, and what was wrong with me. OK, so maybe it wasn't that bad, but I felt so embarrassed. Next time, I'll just eat the funky tasting chicken.
When we got home, the kids greeted us by running around the room like loonies and yelling like crazy people. My bil & sil, who had been babysitting, insisted, "They weren't like this all night. Really, they were totally good." See? They save it up for me. They can always manage to behave for others, but when I'm around, a switch flips and they go nuts.
My sil is pregnant and due in May. She looks like she's six weeks pregnant and she feels great. What's up with that? Anyway, she and my bil are HUGE Nascar fans. I think they're going to name their baby Daytona. Or Dale. Or Bristol, or Talladega, or Darlington. I may just have to do a contest about this when it gets a little closer to May.
It's like 200 degrees below 0 here and we're supposed to be getting yet more snow this week. How fun <---read with enormous amounts of sarcasm. Anyway, it's so darn cold here. It's the kind of cold that instantly freezes your snot when you walk outside. In fact, it's so cold that when Joe was at work a few minutes ago, he shut his car door and the window shattered. Five trillion degrees below zero and no window in his car. I can't take the cold, snow, and lack of sun anymore. I'm going to Texas later this week to meet with my web designer. I hope she orders up some sunshine for me.