Now, Saturday, I remember. We attacked the outlet malls.
See? I think I won the dubious honor of being the only person to not buy something for her children and/or husband that day. Yep. It's all about me, baby. I did buy the kidlets a present the next day, though, so I'm not all evil.
After shopping, I think I fell asleep in the car. That's right. I'm wild! I'm wiiiiiiiiiiiild! (2 points if you can name the movie.)
But it was a good thing I took a nap, as we still had dinner planned for that night. We arrived at the restaurant all ready to go when one of my friends (who shall remain nameless) had an underwire emergency. Thank goodness for tinted windows and sharp teeth, is all I'm going to say.
I provided cover.
Just doing my job, ma'am. Just doing my job.
Next, we actually made it into the restaurant - Centro, which is actually pronounced Chen-tro. I know this because it said so on the door.