On Saturday evening, I wanted to treat my hubby to a movie and maybe dinner after. As I mentioned in my previous post we wanted to see a quiet place(mostly I wanted to see it, my husband got dragged along).
However, when we got to the ticket booth, there was only one seat left for the earlier show. Not wanting to go home and drive all the way back we decided to buy tickets for the next show and grab something to eat first...
The only problem was that I forgot my pill at home because I planned on eating just before going home so I could take my pill at home and not look like a druggy in public. So instead of eating a full meal, I suggested we sit down for drinks and maybe if we start getting a little peckish we could share a waffle...
The sharing turned out great for me, not so much so for my husband. He enjoyed that half waffle so much he wanted one for himself (that is a miracle in itself), our poor waitress probably got pretty frustrated with us. We tipped her generously for making her run around so much.
Turns out that after 3 years, I still learn things about my husband, like the fact that he likes his waffles with cream
