so KAT didn't post on it, so i will.
saturday night we started what i hope will be at least a monthly tradition of eating out together. okay. so we actually eat out together a lot -- but it's usually in a diner, and it's usually for breakfast and rarely do either KAT or I have eyeliner on.
i'm not sure what precipitated it, but we made plans to go to a restaurant for sat. night. this is something most normal adults do with other adults, but honestly, usually it's just me and j, and it's usually reserved to a handful of restaurants that we've already been to.
but to be clear, in case it isn't already, we are not four normal adults. j is our straight man, i suppose (side note, my husband just called me at work and randomly called me his little princess. which... okay. in the words of avril lavigne, maybe i am a "m@#%her #@%in princess"). the rest of us -- well forget it. there is no rhyme or reason to our antics. like for instance, the stair dance that KAT did for the entire restaurant as she walked down the stairs in a groucho marx fashion). kat and i are the loud ones, and the ph is the also a kind of straight man, but one who busts out spot on imitations, funny dance moves and also one with fantastic funny stories.
the great thing about eating out with friends that you love -- particularly funny friends that don't care if the table next to you is hanging on to your every word - is that a) no one cares when you reach across the table rudely to grab the last roasted garlic clove b) someone else will always order martinis with you and c) chances are at least one other person will eat red meat besides you.
oh -and most importantly -- they will also be willing partners to mock middle aged women at the bars pretending they're 21. and guys who don't get that the women they're hitting on are so not interested.
So many books...
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