Well, my honey took me out to an upscale place last night to celebrate his first paycheck.
This excited me. I got to dress up, show off my cute boyfriend, and drink a nine-dollar glass of wine.
Of course, if you've been reading my blog for any amount of time, you know I'm not exactly the classiest bitch. Yes, I know what fork to use and I don't butter my bread before I break it, but I did spill water on myself and giggle like a schoolgirl when Mr. Blonde dropped his knife. Three times.
You can't take us anywhere.
But the food was incredible, the service was great, and my company was divine.
And now... I get to wait on the ritzy folks that come into my diner. Well, I had three days off, I can't be too jaded yet.