Anywhoozles, after getting home from work and taking a quick shower, I hopped in the car to go to this new-ish restaurant only to find out that my GPS didn't have it in it's system of global positioningness. At this point, I thought it would just be a quick call to Thomas to find out where exactly it was. I really should have known better than to call a man.
Although Beth would have given me a simple, "It's by the Harris Teeter on Jetton", Thomas started throwing out directions like, "It's on the west side of...." (I can't even remember what he said it was on the west side of as he had lost me at "west")
I believe that after he was informed by Beth that girls' brains don't work like boys' brains, he informed me that it was by the Teet and all was well and good.
The whole thing kind of reminds me of the times that my dad would talk to his friends and my brothers about our hunting land and he would say, "You'll come to a spot in the woods that's like a nipple."
I never understood that, but the boys always seemed to. I guess guys understand directions in terms of north, south, east, west, and nipples.
Seeing that it is Restaurant Week in Charlotte, we all decided to go with the $30 4-course meal. Although, the 4 courses were yummy (is it surprising that the twice baked potato was my favorite part???), the conversation was priceless.
The topics included (but were certainly not limited to):
-My new-found lesbian status at work (apparently, if you're not dating anyone and you have no kids, then you MUST be into the ladies).
-Speed dating (if you want to date Precious, you better sign up for speed dating in Charlotte...and ask Rob to come with you because he's really into that).
-Where to find the best lobster meat (in the tail fin; it's the hardest to get to and there isn't much there for the payoff, but it's the most tender).
-The sleeping arrangements for our weekend cabin trip coming up next month (I'll be rooming with Rob, but Beth said she had no qualms about me rooming with her fiance if I wanted to. I'm going to choose to believe that she wouldn't mind me rooming with Mikey because she just trusts me that much....it's better for my self-esteem).
-Thomas not going to be in town for Beth's birthday (yet again).
-Rob and Mike's 5K coming up (apparently those poor guys have to run half of it, stop in the middle to each eat a dozen Krispy Kreme donuts, and then run the second half of the race).
-The proper way to shake someone's hand (don't dominate, don't be weak, don't try to be gangsta, don't touch Rob on the shoulder)
I have to say that overall, Alton's was good, but the friends are what made the night fantastic.
I have a feeling that when I reread this blog in a few days, I'll totally be able to see that I've had two glasses of wine right before writing it.