Then we headed over to Kilburn's....a new restaurant/bar near us. At one point, I was thinking the date was heading south....when we sat down at a table and said ........nothing. Then Chuck asked, "Do you think those bricks are real?" Finally, some intense conversation.
(For Chuck....I am not trying to hurt your feelings in any way. But you make for great material. I love how hard you have to try to talk. I love that you did try hard to talk last night.)
We had a good meal, some wine and a conversation about the brick wall........then 2 couples we know came in. We moved tables to sit together, the band set up and started playing and we ended up having a really good time.
The band was so loud, that the 3 of us women were writing notes back and forth to each other on napkins. My friend, Pam, called it "old people's texting." Loved that. Women need to talk so much that we will write on napkins. The men. The men just watched the band play. Or watched the sports on the tvs all around the room.
We even danced. And Chuck loved the band so much that he wanted to stay on the dance floor to see what the next song would be. If you only knew what a phenomenon this is.
And this morning I have just a wee, teensy bit of a hangover.