When the day comes that we actually sell our house, I'm sure a tear will be shed for moving away from the best town on Earth. I just can't imagine not being able to hop in the car and head to Athens for dinner, or to take the kids to campus for a picnic, or to actually find a sitter and go to a show. I love this town.
Jeff's birthday is tomorrow, so tonight we headed downtown to eat at the Last Resort. Sadly, there was a 30-40 minute wait, which with kids would have seemed more like a 90 minute one. So, we marched our party of six over to Copper Creek. Thankfully, Olive does not need a highchair yet. If she did, there would have only been one table there that could have accommodated our flock. It wasn't Last Resort, but it was still very good. It wasn't a date, but at least no one screamed the entire trip... not even Olive, who has found that glorious thumb of hers.
After dinner, we took a stroll in pursuit of dessert. We detoured in Wuxtry, and finally found ourselves at Espresso Royal for dessert. This is where Jeff took me on a "date-ette" over 11 years ago... for coffee and a yummy little caramel. Now, we waltz in with an entire army of yummy-baked-good-locusts in tow. By the time every morsel of brownie had been either consumed or smeared across a cute little cheek, the sun was going down. We hit the car by 9:15 and everyone but Ivey was asleep by the time we hit Milledge Ave. Ivey's our night owl. She rode the entire way telling me to "sing rock baby" and "touch toes"... and so I rode with one arm behind me, running her toes while singing rock-a-bye-baby on a loop. It may not have been a quiet dinner for two, but it was a total success.
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