My mother has just turned the big FIVE -OH!
On a day like a Tuesday, most of us were rushing out of work, trying to get to the parents on time. My father wanted to surprise her with a nice family dinner. When we all got to the house, my mother was getting ready in a rush and in confusion. She kept asking where we were going, and I kept picking on her, saying we were going to McDonald’s, so we can throw her in the ball pit. Do they even have those anymore?
We showed up to Olive Garden, since she’s been craving it for the past week, and never goes out. Our server didn’t have to persuade us much in to getting three bottles of red wine. By the time we got our entrees, everyone was stuffed with their unlimited salads and bread sticks. I think that’s what everybody does there.
Happy Birthday Mami!