dress ~ garage sale
shoes ~ Target
bracelets ~ vintage, thrifted, Dots
earrings ~ hand-me-down from kristin bird
i went to pick the kids up after work on friday from my parents' house and i was welcomed at the door with a chorus of "can we sleep over?" after looking at my mom and not quite being able to decipher the look on her face, i said sure. after all, they hadn't see grandma and grandpa for a month, and i'm sure that after driving for a month throughout much of america and canada, the thing my mom most wanted to do was watch my kids all day and night.
so, as has come to happen a lot more than we ever expected this summer, chris and i had a night out together. because if you have a sitter, you can't just stay home. am i right? so we threw on our friday best and went to dinner.
the deli we wanted to go to (they serve the best vegetarian pho. yum.) closed at 8:00, and of course we showed up at 7:58. they happen to own a dine-in restaurant right across the street, so we thought we'd test that out.
we were seated right away, which should have been our first indication of how the service and food would go. (after all, it was a friday night in one of the busiest dining districts in minneapolis.) our waitress walked up to us after about 10 minutes of sitting, and she smelled like a cheech and chong movie. it was such a strong scent that we were sure a k-9 dog was going to bust in any minute and quietly sit at her feet. she took our orders and came back with the food about 15 minutes later. at this point, she asked us if we wanted more water (yes, please), and then proceeded to leave us alone for the rest of the (mediocre) dinner. without filling our water, checking in, or asking us if we needed anything else.
i saw her walk by, and when i thought she was back in the kitchen, i looked at chris and said, "we have a horrible waitress". chris gave me the side eye and i looked to my left and there she was. just within ear shot. i'm not sure if she heard me, but i am sure that about 30 seconds later, she came and filled up chris' water glass. just chris' water glass. she then took our leftovers into the kitchen to box them up for us. i'm still scared to eat my leftover fried rice.
we then came home and chris snapped these photos of me. because while most dates end with a kiss, ours usually turns into a late-night blogger photo session.