Yesterday the family went to Boston Pizza to celebrate my birthday. Loren's children couldn't make it. Jeremy came home from work exhausted, and went to bed, and Gillian couldn't get off work. She is working two jobs this summer. Good for her. It was a pleasant dinner. We were given a long table, so David and I chose to sit in the middle of one side. That way we could both interact with the others. This doesn't always happen. There was no problem with the food; we both ordered the same dishes as we had when we ate with Cathy, Jim and Keri, at the very new Boston Pizza in Neepawa. We certainly enjoyed that meal. However, it was sort of sad to see how very shabby and run down the one here appeared to be. It took ages to get our food, and the waitress apologized for the "back up" in the kitchen. But later, talking about it, David commented that if it was dirty and shabby in the dining room, what were conditions like in the kitchen? David was up most of the night with an upset stomach, and I has problems for most of the day, so I don't think we would choose to go back there.
We did our grocery shopping today, and by the time we were finished, we were both exhausted. David slept in his recliner for awhile this afternoon, but I had the week's laundry to look after. Thank Goodness, I had put a roast in the slow cooker before we left the house this morning, so supper was quick and easy. Now we're both sitting here like zombies. Looks like an early night.
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