Saturday, April 30, 2011
Blurb: Sometimes it's just one of those days.
Backstory: It's been a little bit of a rough week at work. The royal wedding seriously has me going bat shit crazy and I reached my wall tonight. I threw up my hands and said "I need a drink and a fatty meal." Thank goodness Jim and Linda were willing to come along for the ride.
We went to Hooters as you can see from the boxes that ended up in my fridge. Yes, I know the restaurant is degrading to women but I really do like their wings. And they really did wash away my troubles. After some delicious tater-tots covered in cheese and bacon bits, beer and hot wings my work troubles and annoyance with the royal wedding were washed away.