So, our son was off at a BBQ today and not coming to Sunday dinner.
Herself and I decided to go out! We went to the same chain place we had gone to last month, but this weekend is a converging of two factors. A) with the holiday weekend, most folks have buggered off somewhere and our local area is a ghost town and B) As far as the neighbors seeing me I am fast approaching "I don't give a care!"
So no nervous rush to the car, just proudly walked on out. We drove to the restaurant and instead of a nervous me and a nervous young waiter, we had a spunky sweetheart of a waitress. It was all "ladies" this and "ladies" that and she even complimented me on my hair. And I took as much lead in the conversation with the waitress as my wife did.
The restaurant was about as dead as town is with only a few tables here and there filled. We had a great time, PLEASED to say nothing to report other than my own growing confidence!
Sorry, no pictures, but my wife and I looked casually fabulous!
