So my husband is working super hard on getting his National Boards stuff together. It's due Tuesday. He's been working on it every free minute he's had. He came home from work and sat at the computer for about an hour. He looks up and says to me, "I have to get out of the house. Let's go get AR a new bicycle helmet." Now this was not on my top priorty of things to do on a Friday afternoon, but I agreed.
We packed up the kids, got in the car, and drove over to Dick's sporting goods. We purchased a pretty pink helmet with white flowers on it. It's supposed to be for 5-14 years old (very adjustable), and since my almost 3 year old is as big as a 5 year old, it should last her 2 or 3 years. :)
Afterwards, my husband and I realized it was almost 7:30! I'm not really sure we were thinking clearly before we left for Dick's. We discussed dinner options. We settled on Captain D's since it's Friday and it's Lent. No meat for us, as we are both Catholic. We pulled into the parking lot and it was pretty full, but how long could it take? It's Captain D's...it's FAST food. We walked in, and there were only 3 people ahead of us. I waited in line while my husband got a booth. I placed our order. We were ticket 998. OK. Great. I went and sat down. I hear the loudspeaker turn on, "Order 968. 968."
WHAT? 968? My brain is trying to wrap itself around that...it's thinking: Quick math...998 - 968...THIRTY ORDERS???? ARE YOU KIDDING ME?
No, no kidding. 30 orders. I look around and realize that almost all the people sitting don't have food. There are people standing in the aisles, waiting for their take-out. Geesh. What did we get ourselves into?
35 minutes later, "998? 998."
Never ever ever again will I ever THINK about going to Captain D's on a Friday night during lent.
Friday, March 27, 2009
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