She makes a minivan look HOT!
She even drove around and picked us all up (even before she heard about my accident she'd agreed to this). On the way to dinner she warned us about the dangers of asking one of your offspring to look up an unknown word on google (sometimes you all learn something that you would rather not know). In fact, the word (and what we learned about it) was so thoroughly disgusting and disturbing that I will not share it with you here. This is a family show. What? Shut it.
About 5 minutes into the evening, she figured out that she was in over her head with this group. To say that she was shocked by the aforementioned google word would be quite the understatement. However, by the end of the evening she was sharing all her secrets with us (well, technically they were her husband's secrets but.... whatever).
Tipsy fell on the ice getting out to the car but didn't let it dampen her enthusiasm for cold beer and chicken wings. I sincerely admire that in a human being. During the evening she was advising me on "dating" the second time around. Her theory is that you start a list. She did this after her divorce. Her list was built after she'd gone on a few bad dates:
1. He must have his GED.
2. He must have no criminal record.
3. He must own a car.
4. He must have shorter hair that me.
5. He must know more than 10 words.
I think I will keep her list and just add to it. That's nothing if not a good start.
The Eastsider took a lot of crap from the rest of us about her choice of "going out" clothes. She wore a Saint Whotheheck sweatshirt that said MOM across the chest. Mitzy kept saying she would have to take it off when we got up on the bar to dance because we wouldn't want anyone to know where we were from....always thinking that Mitzy. Tipsy commented that it was the perfect sweatshirt because when the Eastsider looked down it said "WOW".
Such a great Valentine's Day date. It was a hoot.