Last Thursday, we were supposed to be going to a play. Tara decided that she had something else to do that night, so we went to exchange them. I had bought her 4 sets of tickets for this year, someone we know had the other 2 tickets, they had already turned them in to exchange them for a different night.
When I got there, I explained that I wanted to exchange the tickets, and that the other 2 tickets on my account had already been turned in for exchange, and we would like to go with them if we could. The girl found the new tickets in the will call pile, they were for next Thursday.
I called Kirk to make sure that day was good for them, then told the girl we wanted to get the seats right next to the other 2 next week. She went into the computer, and even though the 2 tickets were printed, they were not in the computer. This confused her, she started trying to talk to everyone in the sales office about it, most of them were all busy with other things. The girl eventually got her manager to come over, it took them 10 more minutes to figure out what happened and how to fix it. Once they knew how to fix it, it took another 5 minutes to get it fixed.
Eventually, after a half hour or so, they were done. There was supposed to be a $2.50 per ticket charge for the exchange, but the manager waived it because it took so long. I started walking back to the car, and called Kirk to let him know I had their tickets. Then he said "Oh, the 29th? That's the SAS department Christmas party. We can't go that night. I should have looked at the calender when you called the first time."
So, right now, we are still planning to go next Thursday night. Kirk wants to take the tickets back and exchange all 4 again. At this point, I don't want to go near the place...
Thursday, November 22, 2007
Sunday, November 18, 2007
School (Kindergarden) project
Mary is doing a report on Dolphins. She needed pictures to go along with it. We figure looking things up on images.google.com is too easy. We found some in National geographic. Mary drew some pictures. We had a hard time find some pictures of the enemy of the dolphin.
I got a couple of quick pictures out of Zoo Tycoon 2. (Fun and educational...)
We had a good shark picture from Las Vegas this year. (This was a land shark. We didn't open when it knocked, we got this picture later, walking around the strip.)
Mary wanted a picture of the dolphins "greatest enemy", man. I think these 3 are up to something...2008 Christmas list
Here's my Christmas list for this year:
- 1993 Chevy 1500 Silverado
- http://www.thinkgeek.com
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Friday, November 16, 2007
Game Time
I was supposed to be at a play with Tara last night, but she remembered that she had a book club last night, so we switched the tickets. (That's another story) Dave wanted to play the Asian Dynasties expansion, but Drew and I don't have that one, so we played Warchiefs.
For the first game, Dave had to run to work, someone had dropped a printer. Dad, Drew and I played against 2 expert computers. It took us a little while, but we eventually won.
For the second game, Dad, Dave, and I played against 5 Hard computers. This didn't work so well. The computers kept us contained, then beat us on a trade route victory. We'll have to try to get back at those guys another time...
For the first game, Dave had to run to work, someone had dropped a printer. Dad, Drew and I played against 2 expert computers. It took us a little while, but we eventually won.
For the second game, Dad, Dave, and I played against 5 Hard computers. This didn't work so well. The computers kept us contained, then beat us on a trade route victory. We'll have to try to get back at those guys another time...
Tuesday, November 13, 2007
T-Shirt
Thinkgeek.com has a new tshirt. I must have it. If you don't get what it's saying, I can explain it for you, I just choose not to...
Game time
Phase 10 dice
Tara - 1
Me - 1
We were playing so that Tara would stay awake for the rest of Transformers. It worked, and you might say that it would be unfair for me to post my win if she was half asleep, but she won the first game, and was fully awake for the second game that I won...
Tara - 1
Me - 1
We were playing so that Tara would stay awake for the rest of Transformers. It worked, and you might say that it would be unfair for me to post my win if she was half asleep, but she won the first game, and was fully awake for the second game that I won...
Saturday, November 10, 2007
Baby Doll bunkbed
A while back, someone at work gave me this doll bunk bed. It needed a new paint job, and I hadn't done that until now.
The girls have always seen it, and wanted it, anytime they asked about it, they weren't willing to do what it took to get it. (Like clean their room.)
Mary asked Tara about it again the other day. I ended up painting it for her and giving it to her for her birthday. Ruth is very impressed.
If you had told me 10 years ago how much bright pink paint I would have used up to this point in my life, I would have laughed at you...
Thursday, November 08, 2007
Restaurant Review
El Azteca Taco Shop
Drew gave us tickets to the football game, Missy babysat for us, and came early, so we peeled out of the house, leaving plenty early enough to be able to go out to eat before the game. We thought about going to Panda Express, but 30 or 40 other people had the same idea. We went to Hogi Yogi, but it looked like there were only 2 employees working, they were ignoring the people in the store, and running around trying to get the drive through taken care of. My patience was low, we left.
We ended up going to El Azteca. I had never been there in all the time I have been out here. My office has been half a block away for 4 years now. The draw of Del Taco is just too much when you get close to El Azteca. (Mostly because I like to confuse them by saying I want a "Macho Macho Combo Burrito Combo." They can never seem to wrap their minds around it, even though it's a valid menu order. I used to like to go to Burger King, and order the Whopper with no mustard. The BK near my office would always have someone that would get really irritated and say "Sir, the Whopper doesn't come with mustard." My response was always "So what's the problem here?" Back in the days when the Whopper was a dollar, we would have great fun with it, Sorrel thought it was the funniest thing in the world. This has nothing to do with El Azteca. Tara says this is a parenthetical statement, so it's proper to have it in parenthesis.)
We both had the carne asada burrito plate. It came with a drink and chips. We really went in because Tara likes taco shops (like Betos) who had jalapeno soaked carrots. El Azteca fit the bill here also.
The place had some dude fairly worked up about the Dr. Pepper being out, but didn't seem to want to do anything about it but complain to himself about it. I asked them to change it out, which they did, I made sure to fill my cup before the other guy did.
We liked our burritos, but Tara had to make 2 meals out of it. I just made one meal out of it, and suffered the consequences later.
It seemed to be good food, they had it made very fast, and were fairly responsive. Not a bad place, I guess.
Drew gave us tickets to the football game, Missy babysat for us, and came early, so we peeled out of the house, leaving plenty early enough to be able to go out to eat before the game. We thought about going to Panda Express, but 30 or 40 other people had the same idea. We went to Hogi Yogi, but it looked like there were only 2 employees working, they were ignoring the people in the store, and running around trying to get the drive through taken care of. My patience was low, we left.
We ended up going to El Azteca. I had never been there in all the time I have been out here. My office has been half a block away for 4 years now. The draw of Del Taco is just too much when you get close to El Azteca. (Mostly because I like to confuse them by saying I want a "Macho Macho Combo Burrito Combo." They can never seem to wrap their minds around it, even though it's a valid menu order. I used to like to go to Burger King, and order the Whopper with no mustard. The BK near my office would always have someone that would get really irritated and say "Sir, the Whopper doesn't come with mustard." My response was always "So what's the problem here?" Back in the days when the Whopper was a dollar, we would have great fun with it, Sorrel thought it was the funniest thing in the world. This has nothing to do with El Azteca. Tara says this is a parenthetical statement, so it's proper to have it in parenthesis.)
We both had the carne asada burrito plate. It came with a drink and chips. We really went in because Tara likes taco shops (like Betos) who had jalapeno soaked carrots. El Azteca fit the bill here also.
The place had some dude fairly worked up about the Dr. Pepper being out, but didn't seem to want to do anything about it but complain to himself about it. I asked them to change it out, which they did, I made sure to fill my cup before the other guy did.
We liked our burritos, but Tara had to make 2 meals out of it. I just made one meal out of it, and suffered the consequences later.
It seemed to be good food, they had it made very fast, and were fairly responsive. Not a bad place, I guess.
Travel log
Where have I been the past couple of days?
On Sunday, I went down to the "2nd North" building for a ward conference. When I walked in, the Stake President told me about how we forgot to have the wards announce Stake Priesthood meeting (coming up this week). I went up to the Stake Center to let that ward know, and raced to the "Locust lane" building to try to get the word to the 3rd 9am ward. I only made it because that ward forgot about bringing sacrament bread, and the Bishop was in the hall waiting for it to get there. (It's the Spanish ward, they only have a couple of youth.)
After I got the word out, one of the other wards in the Locust building needed help with their temple recommend book. We have been converting to the new bar code recommends. They had about 20 of them that had been distributed but not activated. I took their book and went to the Stake center with it so I could fix things. By the time that was done, and I took it back up to them, it was time for the ward conference sacrament meeting to end. I went down there, the Stake President was still speaking. I think it was his longest talk for any of the ward conferences. (He does a different talk for each ward) I got the stuff I needed to do done, and went back up to the Stake center to talk to a different Bishopric.
I went home, and had enough time to pile everyone in tot he car to get back to the Stake Center to be there
for a couple of interviews. We had church after that, but I missed Sunday School because the Stake President called to ask a bunch of questions, then we tried to get next week's Priesthood preview worked out.
After dinner, Tara and the girls went up to see her Mom. (It was her Mom's birthday.) I fell asleep right after they left the house.
On Monday, I didn't go into work, but went somewhere else on campus to work on my mission journal. I pretty much got through 2 months of stuff.
We had parent teacher conferences. When we got to Kate's teacher's room, DCFS (Department of Child and Family Services) followed us in, but they were looking for someone else, not us. The only real concern Kate's teacher had was that Kate was tardy to school 16 times in the first marking period. Kate's teacher is a first year teacher, I could tell she wanted to ask us if we could try to get Kate to school on time, but didn't seem sure enough of her position to actually ask.
Tuesday was the Elections, we had 650 people show up to vote at our voting location. Last year we had 450. It was crazy. We had someone there voting nearly the entire time. We also had an old guy working, he's been there the last few elections, I have been giving him different jobs hoping I would find one he could do. His job this time was to write the names of the voters in the poll book. He messed up the book 6 or 7 times, we had to keep going back to try to figure out what he did wrong. I asked that he not be invited back next time....
Wednesday, I got called from work, because "a server was down." It turns out that an operator got into an application on another machine, decided that they couldn't connect to the machine in question, so it must be down. The "down server" was in fact up and functioning perfectly fine, but they had opened a severity 1 issue on it. (The equivalent of shouting "The sky is falling!") People in my building started asking why I was there, (I was on vacation) my answer was "because people are dumb." Also, we got to bed late Tuesday night, and the girls got up very early Wednesday. They were either practicing for the day they would be in a parade, or for the day they would be in a yodeling championship, or something. You'd think with being up so early and having a carefree life, they would have been ready to go to school on time. They were not.
Today, I have yet to do anything. I'm trying to get the doctor's office to answer, they took blood last week to look at my Vitamin D levels again. I hope they call back today, everything hurts right now.
Tonight we are going to a football game.
That is all.
On Sunday, I went down to the "2nd North" building for a ward conference. When I walked in, the Stake President told me about how we forgot to have the wards announce Stake Priesthood meeting (coming up this week). I went up to the Stake Center to let that ward know, and raced to the "Locust lane" building to try to get the word to the 3rd 9am ward. I only made it because that ward forgot about bringing sacrament bread, and the Bishop was in the hall waiting for it to get there. (It's the Spanish ward, they only have a couple of youth.)
After I got the word out, one of the other wards in the Locust building needed help with their temple recommend book. We have been converting to the new bar code recommends. They had about 20 of them that had been distributed but not activated. I took their book and went to the Stake center with it so I could fix things. By the time that was done, and I took it back up to them, it was time for the ward conference sacrament meeting to end. I went down there, the Stake President was still speaking. I think it was his longest talk for any of the ward conferences. (He does a different talk for each ward) I got the stuff I needed to do done, and went back up to the Stake center to talk to a different Bishopric.
I went home, and had enough time to pile everyone in tot he car to get back to the Stake Center to be there
for a couple of interviews. We had church after that, but I missed Sunday School because the Stake President called to ask a bunch of questions, then we tried to get next week's Priesthood preview worked out.
After dinner, Tara and the girls went up to see her Mom. (It was her Mom's birthday.) I fell asleep right after they left the house.
On Monday, I didn't go into work, but went somewhere else on campus to work on my mission journal. I pretty much got through 2 months of stuff.
We had parent teacher conferences. When we got to Kate's teacher's room, DCFS (Department of Child and Family Services) followed us in, but they were looking for someone else, not us. The only real concern Kate's teacher had was that Kate was tardy to school 16 times in the first marking period. Kate's teacher is a first year teacher, I could tell she wanted to ask us if we could try to get Kate to school on time, but didn't seem sure enough of her position to actually ask.
Tuesday was the Elections, we had 650 people show up to vote at our voting location. Last year we had 450. It was crazy. We had someone there voting nearly the entire time. We also had an old guy working, he's been there the last few elections, I have been giving him different jobs hoping I would find one he could do. His job this time was to write the names of the voters in the poll book. He messed up the book 6 or 7 times, we had to keep going back to try to figure out what he did wrong. I asked that he not be invited back next time....
Wednesday, I got called from work, because "a server was down." It turns out that an operator got into an application on another machine, decided that they couldn't connect to the machine in question, so it must be down. The "down server" was in fact up and functioning perfectly fine, but they had opened a severity 1 issue on it. (The equivalent of shouting "The sky is falling!") People in my building started asking why I was there, (I was on vacation) my answer was "because people are dumb." Also, we got to bed late Tuesday night, and the girls got up very early Wednesday. They were either practicing for the day they would be in a parade, or for the day they would be in a yodeling championship, or something. You'd think with being up so early and having a carefree life, they would have been ready to go to school on time. They were not.
Today, I have yet to do anything. I'm trying to get the doctor's office to answer, they took blood last week to look at my Vitamin D levels again. I hope they call back today, everything hurts right now.
Tonight we are going to a football game.
That is all.
Air Guitar
Emma picked up an "air guitar" move recently. She uses it any time she hears any kind of guitar in music. Sometimes she seems to not be able to resist it, for some reason. What do you do for a girl that can't stop the air guitar? You play "Freebird", of course. It's just too bad our digital camera can't give you the music at the same time. Mary is playing the drums, Ruth is their singer.
Tuesday, November 06, 2007
More Election fun
Nearly every general election, we have someone who does something stupid, asks something boneheaded, or gets me irritated. (Ok, the last one is easy to do, I'll admit.)
One time for the Presidential election, we had a reporter come and start walking around asking people who they just voted for. He wasn't trying to be discrete, and he should have been out of earshot of those trying to vote. I approached him, and told him to knock it off. He got upset, showed me his press credentials. He then told me he could ask anyone any question he wanted, wherever he wanted. My response, while folding my arms and dropping the eyebrows was "Oh yeah, you think so, huh?" He wanted to get into it with me, but I didn't let him. He left the school angry. (He could have left the school arrested, really.)
Last year, some dude came in wearing a George Bush mask. People really can be stupid sometimes. (I'll let you go follow the link back to last year's craziness.)
The past couple of elections, there has been this one kid who comes in with his wife, and has to talk in his "so loud it's nearly not talking anymore" voice about an issue on the ballot or what he thinks about one candidate or the other. Last time, I was busy on the other end of the room, and didn't get a chance to stop him before he stopped. I was ready for him this time, I fully planned to go after him about it. (Note to everyone: You shouldn't be discussing the issues or candidates within earshot of those trying to vote. That's illegal.) Anyway, he came in, and was in line, and started talking to the people at the table about how he thought it was ironic that they were voting on Prop 1 in a school. (Prop 1 was about vouchers for private schools.) I started heading his way ready to knock him down a notch or two, he saw me coming, and said "Not that I'm endorsing either side or trying to tell anyone how to vote. I'll shut up now." I'm glad I'm not a football quarterback, I must have telegraphed what I was going to do from a mile away. We'll have to see what happens for the Western States Primary in February. I'll still be ready for him.
At one point while we were busy, some chuckle head came in wanting to know how far away he had to be from the polling place so he could safely do some electioneering. One of the poll workers told him 150 feet, he asked how far that was. The poll worker told him way out at the sidewalk. I had no knowledge of this conversation, but the guy didn't like this answer, and he was pointed my direction. I was busy, and when he said he wanted to do some electioneering, I stopped listening. He asked how far away 150 feet from the building was, I said "I don't know, the sidewalk, I guess." He stood there for a minute while I continued to ignore him, then asked "Are you sure?" I simply said "No", gave him a look, and walked away from him. The guy disappeared, which is probably all for the better. What does he expect us to do, go find a tape measure to figure out exactly the spot where he can start harassing voters? I said the sidewalk because it was way out where he wouldn't be able to bother anyone, and wouldn't even be able to talk to the people parking in the parking lot to come in to vote. I figure he looked like the kind of guy that should be holding up those Little Cesears signs, waving them at the street for minimum wage. I'll keep that picture in my head for the next time I see him. (I've seen him on campus before.) At least he didn't go to the newspaper to tell them that a poll manager kicked him out of the voting place, like the guy with the mask did. If that had happened, I would have happily invited the guy back so I could do it properly.
We had some kid walk in about 7pm that wanted to vote, but wasn't in the register. We sent him over to the provisional ballot desk to do one of those. He didn't have proper ID, so we sent him home to get it. He came back with his lifetime worth of bank statements, cell phone bills, tuition statements, etc. (He looked to be about 19.) He only needed 2 forms for proof of residency, he brought 100. We were busy with normal voters, and the assistant poll manager was busy with a number of provisional voters. The kid kept trying to come over to me to ask about stuff.
One time for the Presidential election, we had a reporter come and start walking around asking people who they just voted for. He wasn't trying to be discrete, and he should have been out of earshot of those trying to vote. I approached him, and told him to knock it off. He got upset, showed me his press credentials. He then told me he could ask anyone any question he wanted, wherever he wanted. My response, while folding my arms and dropping the eyebrows was "Oh yeah, you think so, huh?" He wanted to get into it with me, but I didn't let him. He left the school angry. (He could have left the school arrested, really.)
Last year, some dude came in wearing a George Bush mask. People really can be stupid sometimes. (I'll let you go follow the link back to last year's craziness.)
The past couple of elections, there has been this one kid who comes in with his wife, and has to talk in his "so loud it's nearly not talking anymore" voice about an issue on the ballot or what he thinks about one candidate or the other. Last time, I was busy on the other end of the room, and didn't get a chance to stop him before he stopped. I was ready for him this time, I fully planned to go after him about it. (Note to everyone: You shouldn't be discussing the issues or candidates within earshot of those trying to vote. That's illegal.) Anyway, he came in, and was in line, and started talking to the people at the table about how he thought it was ironic that they were voting on Prop 1 in a school. (Prop 1 was about vouchers for private schools.) I started heading his way ready to knock him down a notch or two, he saw me coming, and said "Not that I'm endorsing either side or trying to tell anyone how to vote. I'll shut up now." I'm glad I'm not a football quarterback, I must have telegraphed what I was going to do from a mile away. We'll have to see what happens for the Western States Primary in February. I'll still be ready for him.
At one point while we were busy, some chuckle head came in wanting to know how far away he had to be from the polling place so he could safely do some electioneering. One of the poll workers told him 150 feet, he asked how far that was. The poll worker told him way out at the sidewalk. I had no knowledge of this conversation, but the guy didn't like this answer, and he was pointed my direction. I was busy, and when he said he wanted to do some electioneering, I stopped listening. He asked how far away 150 feet from the building was, I said "I don't know, the sidewalk, I guess." He stood there for a minute while I continued to ignore him, then asked "Are you sure?" I simply said "No", gave him a look, and walked away from him. The guy disappeared, which is probably all for the better. What does he expect us to do, go find a tape measure to figure out exactly the spot where he can start harassing voters? I said the sidewalk because it was way out where he wouldn't be able to bother anyone, and wouldn't even be able to talk to the people parking in the parking lot to come in to vote. I figure he looked like the kind of guy that should be holding up those Little Cesears signs, waving them at the street for minimum wage. I'll keep that picture in my head for the next time I see him. (I've seen him on campus before.) At least he didn't go to the newspaper to tell them that a poll manager kicked him out of the voting place, like the guy with the mask did. If that had happened, I would have happily invited the guy back so I could do it properly.
We had some kid walk in about 7pm that wanted to vote, but wasn't in the register. We sent him over to the provisional ballot desk to do one of those. He didn't have proper ID, so we sent him home to get it. He came back with his lifetime worth of bank statements, cell phone bills, tuition statements, etc. (He looked to be about 19.) He only needed 2 forms for proof of residency, he brought 100. We were busy with normal voters, and the assistant poll manager was busy with a number of provisional voters. The kid kept trying to come over to me to ask about stuff.
- "I made a mistake on this form, can I get a new one?" My response - "Go over to the provisional ballot desk and talk to the lady that was helping you."
- "Do I have to fill out this line?" My response - "Go over to the provisional ballot desk and talk to the lady that was helping you."
Monday, November 05, 2007
Restaurant Review
Brick Oven
Ok, I know I panned the place the last time we were there, or at least the last time we talked about going there. On Monday, we decided to go out to eat for Mary's birthday. Mary's birthday actually was Wednesday, but I had Stake Presidency meeting then, so we went on Monday.
Anytime you ask Mary where she wants to go out to eat, her first pick is Chuck-E-Cheese. This is always voted down. Her second pick is always Brick Oven. It being her birthday, and not wanting to go to Chuck-E-Cheese, and Monday night being free root beer when you buy pizza night, we went to Brick Oven. We also had 3 coupons for free kid's meals.
We got to the restaurant, the guy in line just ahead of us asked for a table for 7, the hostess nearly panicked. It turns out the place was full, and they had to do some fancy footwork to get the guy his table. When I asked for a table for 6 and a high chair, the manager had to get involved. He asked if we would might sitting way in the front, in their little room where no one else was, and have us sit at 2 tables, across the walkway from each other. The manager must have known that Tara and my dream is to be in a nice quiet area of a restaurant, be able to sit without the kids hanging all over us, and actually be able to carry on a conversation. It was nice. (The girls were well behaved, but we pretended to not be sitting with them anyway. It was the next best thing to going out to eat by ourselves.)
Their special pizza of the week was a "buffalo chicken pizza". Tara and I both got this one. It turned out to be strangely good. They didn't have a tomato sauce on the pizza, and it wasn't too greasy. The cheese was some sort of something with blue cheese mixed in. I couldn't quite get what kind of cheese the other was, but it could have just as easily been a mozzarella of some sort. (It tasted a little salty to me, but that could have been the blue cheese mixed in it.) When I saw the chicken on top of it, I thought I wouldn't like it. It was some sort of breaded chunk of chicken, but it ended up being strangely ok. The breading was very light, and the chicken wing sauce they used tasted good. They ended up also drizzling on sauce onto the top of the pizza, so you tasted wings through the whole thing. The pizza ended up being too rich to eat the whole thing, so we took some home. I think Mary and Kate ate the rest for lunches.
They sang their little happy birthday song to Mary, and we left. The Hales were coming in as we were going out, they ended up in the same little area of the restaurant where they spanned 2 tables. It seemed like they were getting there kind of late for dinner, it was dark out and it seemed like we were in there for a long time. When we got to the car, it was only 7pm. I hate Daylight Savings.
It's still a better pick than Chuck-E-Cheese.
Ok, I know I panned the place the last time we were there, or at least the last time we talked about going there. On Monday, we decided to go out to eat for Mary's birthday. Mary's birthday actually was Wednesday, but I had Stake Presidency meeting then, so we went on Monday.
Anytime you ask Mary where she wants to go out to eat, her first pick is Chuck-E-Cheese. This is always voted down. Her second pick is always Brick Oven. It being her birthday, and not wanting to go to Chuck-E-Cheese, and Monday night being free root beer when you buy pizza night, we went to Brick Oven. We also had 3 coupons for free kid's meals.
We got to the restaurant, the guy in line just ahead of us asked for a table for 7, the hostess nearly panicked. It turns out the place was full, and they had to do some fancy footwork to get the guy his table. When I asked for a table for 6 and a high chair, the manager had to get involved. He asked if we would might sitting way in the front, in their little room where no one else was, and have us sit at 2 tables, across the walkway from each other. The manager must have known that Tara and my dream is to be in a nice quiet area of a restaurant, be able to sit without the kids hanging all over us, and actually be able to carry on a conversation. It was nice. (The girls were well behaved, but we pretended to not be sitting with them anyway. It was the next best thing to going out to eat by ourselves.)
Their special pizza of the week was a "buffalo chicken pizza". Tara and I both got this one. It turned out to be strangely good. They didn't have a tomato sauce on the pizza, and it wasn't too greasy. The cheese was some sort of something with blue cheese mixed in. I couldn't quite get what kind of cheese the other was, but it could have just as easily been a mozzarella of some sort. (It tasted a little salty to me, but that could have been the blue cheese mixed in it.) When I saw the chicken on top of it, I thought I wouldn't like it. It was some sort of breaded chunk of chicken, but it ended up being strangely ok. The breading was very light, and the chicken wing sauce they used tasted good. They ended up also drizzling on sauce onto the top of the pizza, so you tasted wings through the whole thing. The pizza ended up being too rich to eat the whole thing, so we took some home. I think Mary and Kate ate the rest for lunches.
They sang their little happy birthday song to Mary, and we left. The Hales were coming in as we were going out, they ended up in the same little area of the restaurant where they spanned 2 tables. It seemed like they were getting there kind of late for dinner, it was dark out and it seemed like we were in there for a long time. When we got to the car, it was only 7pm. I hate Daylight Savings.
It's still a better pick than Chuck-E-Cheese.
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