About a week ago, I wrote about going to a restaurant and feeling really gay (see Twinship). Yesterday, my father-in-law came to visit and we went back to that same restaurant. I swear it must have been lesbo night. There were lady-lovin-ladies all over the place. We witnessed a reunion of two couples totaling four particularly gruff women (think ex-P.E. teachers). I saw two women come in with their three-ish year old daughter. We were there. We were taking over! AND…it was kind of awesome.
(AND…that is all I have to say tonight. Blame the two-year molars forcing their way through my son’s gums. They woke me every 45 minutes last night from 10:30p.m. until 5:30a.m. That makes for one idea-less mama!)