So here's how my Date Night went. Because I know yall all want to know. Feel free to skim. I'm just sayin'.
My man took me out to eat at a steakhouse where they actually encourage you to throw empty peanut shells on the floor and then we went to see the new POTC movie. Romantic. Kidding. Actually, we did have a pretty good time without the kids for a change.
I don't know if it's just a Southern thing but they have this chain of steakhouses down here where they set a bucket of peanuts on the table and you literally throw your empty shells on the floor. It's weird. You walk into the Redneck Steakhouse and you are literally stepping over other people's peanut shells. Mama no like. I wanted somebody to sweep the dadgum floor. The food was great though. I had the steak and ribs combo. Little steak. Little ribs. Yeah Horsey, that's right. No tofu for Mama. Anyway, they play Alabama and Skynard LOUD and PROUD at this place and wouldn't ya know it. We sit down and all of a sudden I hear those familiar first few licks and then
"Turn it up..."
I had to smile. For a minute or two.
We finish up and are feelin pretty good that we make it to the movies 30 minutes early. We got our tickets online earlier and we proceed to shimmy on up to the Movie's equivalent to the Fastpass Line. We pass up all the suckers waitin to buy their tickets outside and throw them all the L sign. We open the door that says "Skip The Lines" and stop dead in our tracks. The line to PICK UP your online tickets was longer than the one outside. We finally find a couple seats in the theatre. They were about 5 feet from the front of the screen. The place was PACKED. Anyway, the movie was pretty good I guess. I liked the first one better though. But Johnny Depp rocked it as always. He's pretty funny and you can just smell the booze coming off him. I don't know if it's just us but we couldn't understand a lot of what they were saying. This conversation took place about 20 times in 2.5 hours between the two of us...
One of us: Huh? What'd he say?
The other one:
Heck, I don't know.
But we had a really good time anyway. Googly eyes and all. We had a pretty good talk too. Segue. Apparently he's not crazy about having a wife who is MIA. Read to mean: On the computer all the time. At home. And neither do the kids. So I'm going to try to cut back some on my DIS time. At least while I'm at home. My focus should be on them and not my computer monitor so much I think. But I'm NOT leaving. Get that straight. I'm still gonna post lots of puke inducing pictures to keep yall slim and trim. Don't worry. Just gonna try my hardest to cut back a little.
So if I don't post
quite as much as I used to, you'll know that I didn't ...
1. Leave because Lou left for the weekend
2. Leave because Lou is now texting with his thumbs and
not posting pics of cLOUns and MJ.
c. Leave because ZZUB left
d. Leave because Master G calls me Layla and apparently thinks he's not the only one
5. Leave AT ALL. I'm not leaving. (((((SLAP)))))
Because after all, when I'm at work, it's fair game. My weak stomached boss with a thing for keyboards has headed for the hills and nobody has seen hide nor hair of him since. So anything goes at the office these days. We're having a blast tearin' up the joint, making questionable copies and pasting Post It Notes to the walls.
Donna: HI. My apologies from yesterday. You are ALWAYS on bold, Woman. Love the pics.
Grammy: I LOVE that picture! You are
so cute.
NicoleMarie: Guess you couldn't find anything to rival the plethora of pig products?
Poops:
BORG: (((((SLAP)))))
Allright, I'm outta here. My daughter is waiting. Yall have a good Saturday.
La2

No explanation needed.