I was in Houston on Thursday night and when I called home to check on the fam, Caroline informed me that they had gone out for sushi and were in the process of lighting a fire in the fireplace.
So, since P is out of town tonight and I am never one to want to be OUT-FUNNED, I told Caroline she could pick a restaurant and we could have ourselves a girls’ night out.
She picked Luby’s Cafeteria.
And she was ready to go at that moment.
It was 5:15 p.m.
On Friday night.
We were the only ones there without a walker.
And with our own teeth.
But the important thing is that she thoroughly enjoyed her LuAnn platter and got the chance to dance to a little “Feliz Navidad” courtesy of the Muzak at Luby’s.
Then as we were leaving she handed me three leftover packets of butter and told me to put them in my purse for later.
It’s official. I’m raising a senior citizen.