We went out to eat with Uncle Jeremy and Aunt Theresa a month or so ago. Since they asked US, they had to choose the place. Should be easy, right? You're hungry. You have $$. Go eat. Not so. We went to a place where we could look out the window into the parking lot. A guy and his wife drove up in a truck and never got out. It was apparent that they were NOT getting along. Dinner and a show, right? They were there for quite a while, obviously arguing. Us four decided that one of them didn't want to eat at Riverpoint. They eventually left. Fine, we'll go home and eat a bowl of cereal. Well, we do eat out as often as we can. No, we don't eat out every night. It's fun, and sometimes cheaper than going to Dillard's. Except sometimes, it's hard to pick where you want to end up. I figure, with all the resources and energy put into just choosing a place to eat.... we could put a fence up around Tex...
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