Waiters

Okay, last night Chloe and I had an anniversary which was really lovely. We met at a nice restaurant and ate some very delightful food. Chloe almost died eating the chocolate mousse torte with gelato. Seriously, she was in chocolovage!

Our waiter, though, was quite possibly the strangest waiter on earth. He grabbed my Luckys and commented on them. He told Chloe he did not want to "blow smoke up her skirt" about the selection of wine. He also said, "To ruin a perfectly good evening, would you like dessert?" Weird dude. He was pleasant though. I will give him that, though he was overly concerned about my beef tenderloin. Hmmmm. I may have to worry.

Anyway, another fantastic anniversary passed and many more to come. Life is good though minds are heavy. C you rock.