FYI: The following post is proof positive that I'm not in any way afraid of the Swine Flu. In fact, I'm quite possibly laughing in Swine Flu's face...taunting it to "Come and get me".
For the past 3 years, our friends The Malahy's have been our beach vacation buddies.
Josh Malahy is a wedding photographer. This year, he had a wedding to shoot on Sunday in a nearby town - which meant that he would be gone during the first couple of nights of our trip. His one request was that we wouldn't eat dinner anywhere exciting while he was gone.
In keeping with our promise to Josh, we opted to head out to a Mexican restaurant for dinner on Sunday night.
The main thought being that Mexican would be a cheap, fast, no-fuss dinner.
Fast? not so much
No-Fuss? you be the judge.
Between the Malahy family and ours, the dining party that evening was made up of:
and 3 little angels (look at those faces!)
The hostess took one look at the gazillion kids we had with us and muttered to the other hostess, "Put them in the back."
Evidently, "the back" is where they banish the unacceptable guests.
The ones who don't care about things like clean dishes
or chairs that are --- not broken.
How long did the person sitting in this booth have to wait for their dinner to make this hole in the mini blinds?
The fantastic atmosphere in the "back room" was, to at least one family, the perfect place to have a 14-year-old birthday party.
Evidently, the birthday girl had lots of chocolate cake left over, so her mother offered the rest of the cake to us.
BEFORE our meal came.
Gee. Thanks, lady.
Avery almost lost her stinkin' mind when we told her that she would have to wait until after she ate her food to have the cake.
Things got a little ugly.
Chocolate Cake Lady was feeling super generous that evening. Just about everyone in the restaurant had a piece of that cake.
Including the waiter.
Yep. That's the waiter you see there sitting down chowin' away on some b'day cake.
Nothing but the best while we're on vacation, people.
High class all the way.
After eating 2.4 bites of their food...the kids dove into the chocolate cake with gusto.
Avery and Miller decided to bypass the whole plate thing (good thing, because they were dirty anyway) and eat the icing directly off of the cake.
As a result, total sugar overload occurred shortly thereafter, causing complete and utter chaos.
Here's Miller putting a fork in my diaper bag.
You know, for later.
And here's Avery and Carter screaming and running around the "back room" while we waited AN ETERNITY for our check.
I wonder why they thought they should put us in the back.
More adventures to come.
We'll be here till Saturday...