Thursday: Lady-like birthday night out...
The teenager drank whiskey. Then got up the next morning all bright-eyed to eat a Potbelly's breakfast sandwich.
The Zola, aka the White Knight, was cheap and sweet. Appropriate.
On antibiotics, Lips had to leave early (and is most likely preggers).
Lamb sliders
Lobster mac
Mi dang.
....ended with a beastly Friday morning.
G was in Topeka...and NOT amused, children.
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