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Update 10:20 p.m.....Red Lobster was pretty good tonight, but the service could have been better. They had only 2 waiters for a whole room that was packed. And there was a large table with some little kids that were acting like little wild screaming banshees. If my kids had acted like that in public when they were little, they wouldn't be here today. I felt like breaking into the Hallelujah Chorus when they left. It was a large room, and we were on the opposite end of the room, but our waiter had trouble hearing us talk. I was ready to go ask them to leave. But before we left, the waiter did apologize for not being able to give us better service.
When we told Brandon about Jebediah "Winkie-bock", he just died laughing. EDIT: Mr. Winkie-bock has a girlfriend and a baby. Brandon said there's a reason she's his girlfriend and not his wife....she doesn't want to take on the name "Winkie-bock".
After Red Lobster, we stopped at Walmart. I had a few things to pick up, and Beth left some things there today that somebody had given her. So we had to visit with her friends. And a customer brought a little puppy in the garden center, so we had to play with it. And Beth and some of the other workers had to take time to tease one of the guys for his MySpace picture. He thinks he's really something. I don't see it, personally, and I don't think most of the other women do, either
Then we stopped to drool over the diamonds. Beth found another diamond ring there that is much more affordable than the one at Zales, so she said she's just going to get it and save it till she finds a guy And she even gets her discount on it, so that works out well Or maybe she could just wear it so Manuel will back off.
Beth has a doctor's appointment in the morning, but she is starting to have some of the same pain she had when we went to the ER. Hopefully it won't get as bad. I believe that day at work, she was going into shock because she was cold, clammy, pale and shaking.
Oh, and Lauryn....I forgot to think about you when I was eating the biscuit, until about the last 2 bites. But at least I did think about you
So here's a few pictures from Red Lobster. Beth:
Rachael:
Brandon:
"Why are you moving that close to me?" (The honeymoon's over )
Beth and Rachael looking at something on Rachael's camera. I don't know if it's the pics of Rachael making a smoothie, or the pic of the ice cream bar she ate into the shape of a heart
And I have no clue what this face is about:
The weather is bad here tonight. The north part of Houston is getting it much worse. But we were standing outside Red Lobster waiting for Steve to bring the car around, and a huge bolt of lightning shot out, and branched off in about 10 directions. Uh oh....I'm watching the weather on the news and it looks like there's a bad spot headed for us. There is hail in the area headed for us. It's only about 10 minutes away.
Here it comes. The thunder is getting much louder.
Steve has now posted his response to Cynthia's post. Be prepared....he thinks it's funny
 "Classes for Men" on Cynthia's site. I had tears rolling down my face. It's not easy to laugh with a mouth full of coffee. I love class #7.
I was just holding Baby Kitty, and he smells like Beth. She was holding him when she came home for lunch, and now he smells like her perfume.
She just told me something that cracked me up. They have an assistant manager there named Jebadiah. I saw him Sunday....he's really tall and cute. But she found out his last name today. This isn't the correct spelling, but it's pronounced "Winkie-bock". Jebadiah Winkie-bock. Now it's going to be hard not to laugh when I see him.
We're going to Red Lobster tonight. We didn't get to go last week for Beth's birthday, so we are making up for it tonight. I think we'll make it a joint celebration. Next week Brandon and Rachael will be married 6 months.
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