boyfriend and i went out to eat. which we haven’t been doing too much lately, as we’re saving up for the great adventure that’s coming soon. but when we go, we typically pick someplace around here and hope for the best. there are a lot of choices in the woodlands… and there are a lot of freakin’ children in the woodlands.
this night, we ate at berryhill baja grill, and were subjected to a table that included two parents and five kids; a table with four parents and four kids (all fat, by the way – it must be said) and at least two other tables with crying babies. and all of this after 8 pm on a weeknight. come on! don’t they have school tomorrow or something?
so do me and the boyfriend a favor, would you? go find someplace else to take your little brood, and leave us in peace. puh-leeze.
i'm much too young