Only 20 more minutes until I leave for my Olive Garden Partay!
What am I going to wear?
J/K peeps, I'm fully dressed and ready. I tried everything I own on twice and modeled it for my mom and my super model daughter. My silly goose mom has been giving me fashion tips and telling me how everyone is wearing things. And she's lending me jewelry and giving me make up tips. "Here, try this," she says. "This will make your face radiate." And at this very moment my super model daughter is painting my toenails red so I'll have a pop of color.
My hub just walked in and said "Hmph, I thought you were going to go casual."
It's not my fault if I look sexy.
I'm so excited to meet my friends.
Did you know I've never eaten at an Olive Garden in Utah. I didn't start my love affair with Olive Garden until I lived in New York. My daughter was less than a year old then and my hub and I used to make her suck on lemons so we could laugh ourselves silly when her face got all screwywampus.
I've tried many times since to eat at the OG in Utah, but with my family we'll say "where should we go eat?" and everyone will say "Oh, we've already eaten." End of conversation.
With my hubs family when we say "where should we eat?" it begins the conversation.
It usually starts with me saying "OLIVE GARDEN!" And then my FIL saying, "when we ate at the Olive Garden back in 1893, the food just wasn't that good."
And then my MIL will add, "for the price."
Then, after two hours of debating the options my FIL finally says "I'll treat if we go to Chuck-a-rama."
I've only been arrested once. And it was for poking my MIL's eyes out in Florida. My BIL found a steak and shrimp place for $2.99. My MIL said "Let's check it out" which means all 40 of us will bombard the joint. Half of us will find a table, while the other half will circle around looking down our noses at other peoples plates. Then, after the waiter brings the menu, we will all get up at once and leave, shaking our heads and saying under our breath, "The food just didn't look that good, Did it to you?"
So we drove around for three hours trying to find a better place until we finally ate at Burger King.
That's when I poked my MIL's eyes out.
Anyway, gotsta go!