On Sunday night, I had dinner with Maggie, Carrie and Liz at a restaurant called Tidbit on Capitol Hill where we ate off small plates and I made inappropriate ummmmmm’s and “down in my belly, here you go!” as I spooned chocolate gelato into my mouth. I need to do this more often–wearing a dress and eating in a nice place where I don’t have to spend five dollars in quarters so a little human can win a cheap plastic toy out of a clearly rigged claw machine game.
We laughed and drank and talked about our kids and husbands and why I am irresistible to AARP cardholders. You cannot resist this fineness, Medicare supplement subscribers!
This is the photo I took when I realized that it would be better to turn it horizontally for a wider shot. Well done, Mona.
This is after I had figured it out. I don’t know what I have my hand on my chest like I’m going to bow to the Queen. But these ladies were so classy, who wouldn’t want to bow to some sweet looking royalty?