Thursday, April 7, 2011

I feel old.

This evening, my father is going to a hockey game with an old friend of his from Oregon. So, my uh, poor mummy and I were forced to entertain ourselves for the evening. The occasion called for dinner at Texas Roadhouse, malts from Braum’s, and a viewing of The Emperor’s New Groove.

Well, something really funny happened at Texas Roadhouse. When our waiter came to take the last of our food away, he asked if we, uh, wanted separate checks.

Do I really look that old?!

My mom said that one check would be fine, and we both kept straight faces long enough for the guy to walk away before we both lost it. It just struck me as really funny. However, now my mom keeps joking that since I look old enough to have a separate check, I should O_O NO! I LIKE FOOD AS LONG AS I DON’T HAVE TO PAY FOR IT! Mommy, you know I lurve you, RIGHT?!

;D

So, that’s my post for the day. *snod*

-Kyr

2 comments:

  1. I dunno, Kyr, you're looking pretty ancient to *me*. I mean, you do have a grandson, after all.

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  2. Oh, that's true. Jessica is the best grandson ever, though!

    Okay, you're right. I'm withering away at the seams =/

    Wait... WOOHOO! That means I can retire before I actually ever get a career! *happy dance*

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