Posts Tagged ‘eating out’

This evening when going into make dinner, hubby asked what we were having. I told him I was thinking about hamburgers and french fries. Something easy for a Saturday evening. He said that he wanted something else, then he came up with going to Taco Bell. We haven’t visited the Bell in 2 years. I lived there back in Vegas. It was like my number one place to eat on my days off. So, I said ok. I love not having to cook, especially on the weekend.

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When we got there we had to go in. We should have went through the drive thru, but you know what they say…You always get f****** in the drive thru. We go in and there is like no one in the place. 3 tables were taken and that was it. There was no one in line, and there, behind the counter, was a very eager Taco Bell employee ready to take our order. We looked at the menu for a minute. It had been so long since we had been there I had forgotten what I usually got. Upon finding it on the board, I told her what Oldest and I wanted. I always ordered the taco salad with beef. Oldest gets Nachos Bellgrande. Then it was hubby’s turn. He was trying to tell the girl what he wanted, but she was getting everything mixed up. UH OH a newbie. Well, you got to learn somewhere right. So he tried and tried to tell the girl, then actually had to take her over and show her the picture on the board. While that was going on, Little L was running a muck all over the front end. She thought we were at a park, an amusement park that is. She ran around the bars that on a busy day would hold all the people like a line of piggies waddling up to the counter. She ran over here and over there. Oldest was trying to make her stop, but it wasn’t working. I felt like people were saying, “Oh look the after dinner entertainment is here.” She even got down on the floor and was rolling around. *Please Lord, give me strength!!* Then L started doing this high pitch squeal that I really have never heard before. It was rather funny but annoying all at the same time. Maybe going through the drive thru wouldn’t have been a bad idea after all.

I finally paid and got my ticket and hubby took the kids to sit down and wait. Little L was on the inside of the booth and she was still being rather loud. I told her to knock it off. She gave me her sad look and kissed my arm. Then thought it would be a great idea to crawl over the table. Daddy stopped her of course, so her next move was to crawl under the table. Which she did and she made it out. She ran to the next table and crawled up in it. Oldest went over and sat down to block her in. Nope not gonna work dear sissy. The little brat did it again, crawled under the table. I said that’s it and told hubby to take her back to the truck. When they left they called us up to get our order. Which was in like 10 bags, because they packed everything separate. Geesh!!

We got home and dug into our haul. Little L wasn’t too thrilled but she managed to eat a bit of a soft taco and part of a bean burrito. I’m gonna be hating tomorrow’s diaper changes! They messed up on mine, of course. Gave me steak instead of beef. It was good, although looking at the bill, the girl did put in steak which is a dollar more then the beef. Hubby ate the majority of the food and now he is sitting beside me feeling rather full. It was his idea. The sad thing is that we hadn’t been for 2 years and I think I could go another 2. Really haven’t missed out on anything.

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I have been kinda down in the dumps the past several days. Feeling kinda blah and not having anything that sparked my interest to give me that jump to write something for my blog. I hate when I feel like this. I mean, lots of things are going on, just when I try to write it down, I get tired. The words are not flowing correctly and I want to go to sleep.

Anywho…tonight we went out to dinner. It has been a very, very long time since that has happened.  I was still pregnant the last time we went.  My hubby came in around 5 p.m. and asked what I was doing. I was starting to make the same ole thing, that I always make, because we are in a rut and can’t seem to get creative with dinner, since Little L is soooooo darn picky and only will eat mashed potatoes, carrots and mac and cheese. So here I was starting to peel the first potato when he asked. I looked at him like he was crazy and then he said, “You want me to buy you dinner?” I dropped the knife in the sink and we laughed. After a few minutes of trying to decide where to go, we both picked IHOP. Which is our favorite place to go when we do eat out. This being the first time Little L would actually get to go in and set down at a table. She did pretty good at first, the crayon and coloring page kept her interest for about 10 minutes. We decided on what we all wanted to eat and the waitress asked if we wanted Little L’s order to be out first. We said yes, and she went on. Well, I know they make the food when you order, but geeze Louise, they took forever. Even with the Little one’s order. By the time it got there, she had written on the table, the high chair and had thrown the crayons on the floor several times. But let me say when her food did arrive, and she got the first bite in her, she was a whole different person. I had ordered her chicken and waffles off the kids menu. While the chicken cooled, she chowed down on the waffles. Daddy put strawberry syrup on her plate and she was a very happy little dipper. She started waving her arms in the air like she had just struck gold. It was hilarious. She had us laughing so hard, I couldn’t see straight. Then she started telling everyone bye as they left. There was only one guy sitting on the side we were at. I don’t know why, but that was fine with us. Little L had a view of the other part of the dining area, so when someone got up, she would holler bye to them. Then the waitress that was waiting on the guy, come in to check on him and turned around to leave, L said bye to her and blew her a kiss. I think this was due to the fact that she was eating waffles and syrup for dinner, but it was way too cute. Oldest and I both said we should be filming this.

We were all starving by the time our food arrived, but it was good. Except for my BLT, the bread was burnt and so was the bacon. I muddled through the best I could, because I hate to send food back. Little L shared some of my onion rings. She liked the breading the best. When we were done, daddy asked Little L if she was going to act like a monkey if he got her out of the high chair. She then started making monkey noises and they were pretty good, and also very loud. We all busted out laughing. I mean, what else would you do? I went up to pay and got 4 dollars taken off the bill,  I told the girl that the toast was burnt on my sandwich, so she gave me a discount. I thought that was cool of them.

After we got home, L ran like a wild baby for awhile. Oldest and I just wanted to catch the rest of The Voice, and it was hard with her running and screaming and wanting Oldest to play with her. Oldest was also complaining of a sore throat most of the day, and once we got home, she said it was really bothering her. After the show went off, I gave her some medicine, made her gargle some salt water, and she went on to bed. Hopefully she will feel better in the morning. *fingers crossed*