I wanted to have a dinner with my family to celebrate my birthday. So I asked all of the kids about their schedules. That is a feet! We managed to get a date that all could agree on. Now the place had to be decided upon. I did not think that this would be as hard as it was. Not at this restaurant as it is for "old" people, not there as they cook with wine, not there as we don't like it, don't like that place either. Finally we settled. Now everyone was to meet at 6pm. I said I am leaving at 5:20pm. At 5:05pm my other half decides he does not want to go. "Well thank you very much!" Am I angry, you bet I am. I set out on my own, not telling anyone I am alone. They all found out as I got lost. "ME" lost! Not just lost, but super lost! MILES AND MILES away! Try as they might the kids did the best they could on cell phones to get me where I was suppose to be. One hour and 40 minutes later I saw my "young men" waving me down on Route 73. Hmm, no wonder I couldn't find it, the trees all grew, that is why I didn't see it. We ended up having a nice dinner, me feeling like the complete fool I am. Then off to bowling after dinner. All in all it was nice. Especially listening and watching my children and their loves laugh. Isn't that what it is all about. I gave myself a nice gift. On the restaurant, Cracker Barrel, and guess what they serve real potatoes, not box. :)
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