Good Luck With That...

So this morning before church, I received a text from my dear friend Jenny wondering if we could possibly squeeze in a little BFF time over lunch. It took me all of about thirty seconds to decide JP was definitely old enough to babysit her siblings for a couple of hours so that Jenny and I could catch up.

We decided on Chili's because it was relatively close by (in case my split second decision turned lethal) AND because she had a gift card (a sign from God that it was indeed a wise choice to leave JP in charge!). The waitress asked us if we were ready to order about 15 times before we managed to open the menu. (We were catching up.) So at one point, Jenny made some sly remark to the waitress about our needing to find the greasiest thing on the menu to which I quirked, "But don't worry. We are planning on starting our diets tomorrow!"

Fast forward two hours. Here's what our table looked like....

Just before we received this...

In our defense, we split the appetizer, the entree, and the dessert.

Here's to Mondays!