On Sunday morning we dragged ourselves out of bed and away from a food coma to join our friends Kalie, Jason, and their new arrival TESSA! for breakfast at Ruth's Diner. By the way that is exactly how they spell her name, exclamation and all. No, I don't know if that is true. That is what her name is for ME (seeing as how I'm pretty much the most important person in the universe) since every time I looked at her she SMILED! or FROWNED! in a creepy scary baby way. Very adorable.
We've been to Ruth's many times before and it was pretty much the same except I highly recommend having breakfast with Kalie, Jason, and TESSA! to anyone. They are pretty much the nicest people ever and I am very willing to overlook the fact that they love camping as much as they do.
It's ok TESSA! auntie Sarah will take you to Disney Land as many times as you want.
The reason that Chad and I had to drag ourselves to breakfast was because the night before my good friend, Pin, made dinner for us and her husband forced us to drink gave us wine. Lots of wine. Actually, this wasn't his fault. They have a decanter and well, Sanda and I just had to prove how different decanted wine is from regular old bottled wine... over and over. I am sure my dad is just so proud of his daughter's scientific abilities. Perhaps one day I will recall the exact details of my experiments... maybe when the hangover finally passes.
Pin wanted me to make sure I explained correctly why she made dinner for Chad and me. You see, I loaned her my husband. Wait, that sounds bad. I loaned her my husband to help her study anatomy. That's better.
Pin made an amazing feast: coq au vin, garlic mashed potatoes, homemade bread, and caprese salad.
Pin was very concerned that we weren't eating enough. I was concerned that my pants were never going to fit again so Pin recommended that I lay on the floor to help... so I did. Sanda took the couch. Chad took pictures and, being the trooper that he is, remained in the sitting position while they brought out, what else, more liquor. I think Pin's husband was concerned we were thirsty.
I had to sit up to take this picture, after that I resumed my position on the floor. I have suffered through Thanksgivings where I went to THREE dinners in one day and I still have never been so full that I had to lay on the floor. Sanda and I decided that Pin will be cooking for us once a month and I will be starting a new diet plan before then: I won't eat unless I'm at Pin's house.