tobermory's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Snoozy I slept right through Boot Camp this morning � my little digital watch that I use as an alarm apparently crapped out sometime since Wednesday�s Boot Camp class and without the incessant beeping at 4:55am there is no way I�m just going to magically wake up. Oh well � I can try to make it up this weekend and hit the gym or go running. This is a rare weekend where I don�t have any obligations, so I might actually get in that run and do some errands that I need to get out of the way: Last weekend Steve and I ate at a little diner that we�ve been talking about forever. It�s nothing special, but it�s called the P&S Restaurant and since those are our initials we�ve always jokingly referred to it as �our� restaurant. Last weekend was our first visit (no, I don�t know what took us so long to actually go there) and I had a dynamite spinach omelet and I�ve been craving it ever since. Last night we had Jamie (our renter and �it seems like � our de facto daughter) over for dinner. Just as she was heading back downstairs I called out to Steve, �Hey, when are you taking me back to the P&S Restaurant?� But apparently it sounded like, �Hey, when are you taking me back to the Penis Restaurant?� Steve replied, �Um, I think the Penis Restaurant is here and you can go anytime.� Much hilarity ensued and jokes were made about the all you can eat buffet at the Penis Restaurant. This is only notable because while Jamie and I often make lame little dirty jokes and innuendoes, Steve tends to have a more refined adult sense of humor. So, I�m still thrilled with the cheap yummy spinach omelet at the P&S, but now I doubt I�ll be able to think of it as anything other than the Penis Restaurant. Yesterday: 1:29 p.m. - 2008-11-14 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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