You see? It doesn’t take much to make us happy.
Okay, we did get happier eventually. But we had to take matters into our own hands.
If there is one thing my family absolutely hates when we go out anywhere is drawing undue attention to ourselves. We won’t order the biggest dessert because the waiters may take it into their heads to deliver it to our table while singing a song about how big it is. By agreement we never divulge our birthdates to anyone at a restaurant. And God knows, though we love the dish, we will never order the flaming duck d’ orange because everyone will watch our table when the poultry is ignited.
Now, if there is one thing my family absolutely loves when we go out anywhere is drawing undue attention to the other family member and thus away from ourselves.
John Boy’s birthday isn’t for several weeks yet. But Dirtman and Dark Garden decided to seize the day and make sure he knew how much we all appreciated his choice of restaurant last night.
We do other things. Truly, we didn’t drive all the way to Scranton, Pa., just to have dinner.
While Dirtman, Heir 1 and I scoped out the area, other members went skiing and snowboarding. Twin Progeny 2 developed a whole new move, but we’re keeping this under wraps so he can surprise his mom!
See? Nothing unusual here! Pay no attention to the hand under the table…
Editor's Note: We usually attempt to crop all phots to eliminate background clutter, but are posting off-site and have no access to PhotoShop. This requires a good photographer to compose in the camera. But Dirtman had the camera. Enough said.