Saturday night was family night again, and boy was this one a winner! We'd planned to go bowling, or to play mini-golf. But the budget was tighter than we expected. Sometimes the best laid plans just fizzle out, and the second choice turns out to be really, really good.
We loaded up the 7 person crew, including my little niece, and headed out for mexican food. It was quite yummy. The highlight of the evening was when three of the girls decided to entertain the other
very bored unsuspecting guests with a tortilla eating contest.
The gist of the contest was to take a tortilla, and start nibbling the edges, around and around and around -- taking mouse-sized bites -- until it was gone. Sarah, who will be twenty on Friday, of course kept getting distracted by her own giggles, and the laughter of the crowd. Jericho, (age 17) whose mouth was probably dry came in second place, and the grand winner was my adorable little niece!
I tried to get a shot of her victory celebration with my
lousy horrible handy camera phone. Sadly, all I have to offer are a few blurry shots of the action. I ended up having to convert them to black and white, so you could make out the faces.
I don't know which was funnier, the strange looks we were getting from the guy at the booth across the way, who obviously thought we'd lost our minds,
or the way our waitress tried to keep her composure every time she came over to refill our drinks. The baby at the table across from us just stared, with big round eyes as my children demonstrated their best table manners.
I am sure our fellow diners and the staff were extremely sorry to see us leave the restaurant.
For the second half of the evening's festivities. We came home and held a three-hour Skip-Bo tournament. The card game was fun, but we spent most of the evening comparing and sharing funny ring-tones and laughing at Sarah's stories about her co-workers at Applebee's.
The one that made us all laugh ourselves senseless was this one:
There's a young server who just started at Applebee's a few months ago. She evidently hasn't had a great deal of practical experince in her young life, so she gives the other servers lots of entertainment with her questions. If you'd been dining at one of her tables last week, here's what you might have overheard:
"Tartar sauce? Is that real? I thought it was just something Sponge Bob said!"
I thought I'd never breathe again.
So, family night this weekend was a huge success, evidenced by Jericho's suggestion to me just this morning. She thinks that no matter how old they all get, if they're in town, everyone has to come home for family night on Saturdays. If they aren't in town, they at least need to check in by phone.
That sound's really good to me!