Friday night we had no kids. None. Zilch. Nada. Weird.
The girls had their annual Girl Scout Camp trip for the weekend (first time for one, 2nd for the other). They were both bone with their troops by 3:30 p.m. Sadly, it has been the rainiest weekend since I don’t remember when but I am certain they’re having a great time and will be utterly exhausted come Sunday!
When I got home, our oldest was at work and our youngest son was out with our nephew.
What this couple to do? Dinner. That’s what.
Seafood at a local hole in the wall place we’ve never been to and was fantastic!
Home to listen to some Jack Johnson.
Crazy weird, huh? Eerie and awesome all at the same time.