We went to Olive Garden with Scott and Jess last night to celebrate Scott’s 23rd BD. Food was good. I had pollo fettucini. The salad was OK. The bread sticks were GREAT. And best of all, the company was good. Until a group of about 10 or 12 people came in and didn’t realize that they were the only ones that wanted to talk. It’s OK to have a good time but you don’t have to yell from one end of the table to the other and you don’t all have to talk at the same time in very loud voices and you don’t have to laugh like you are at a comedy show. We honestly could not hear each other talk. Fortunately, it was after we were done so we paid and left.
Today I am going down to the campground with Scott and Jess to get him an associate membership card. Then I will turn around and come straight back. I might stop and talk to our camper for a little while just to let it know that we will be back down soon. I’m sure it misses us as bad as we miss it. Only two more weeks and we’ll be on our way – assuming the doctor clears Beth to go.