Friday night we had deemed as date night. This would be our first date night ever. We never go anywhere without the kids unless it's someone's wedding or something like that. B made reservations at Suzuki, a sushi restaurant in Rockland. It was fabulous! We talked, there was no fighting, there was no complaining about how hungry they are, there were no spilled glasses. Oh, wait. Yes, there was. Let's paint the picture: nice, quiet adult restaurant, people enjoying wine and maki rolls. I order a lemonade (yes, that's it, no vodka....) and I'm trying to wrangle the chop sticks to grab a dumpling. Somehow my elbow hits the lemonade glass and it doesn't just tip over and go 'tink' and break. Oh no. It catapultes off the wall, like it was thrown, and shatters into a million pieces. Nice. The guy dining behind me
You can't see it all that well, but it's the growing egg on my forehead in/on the hairline. Just above the giant volcano-like zit. Good stuff.
The sushi was super though, I did manage to keep myself together for the rest of the dinner. No more accidents. (I'm such a big girl.) Here's a pic of the things we ordered:
Father's Day was great as well. Excellent weather: 70's, low humidity. You can't ask for any more. Maine at it's best. Got my run done in the morning and everyone went for a mile run together after I got back.
Keep on the lookout later this week for my giveaway! Some sweet sunglasses...tell all your bloggy, running, biking friends! Happy Monday!