Hooters

My dear friend Pam came over to watch the kiddos tonight

and shooed Byron and I off on a date.

We, of course, cracked all kinds of jokes about

not knowing what a date is....

But somehow we muddled through

and you'll have to laugh.

We ended up having dinner at Hooter's.

Ok, so not a choice for either of us.

But our crazy friend, Mark Borup

gave Byron a gift card for Hooter's for his

birthday.

I figured I'd much rather be there with my husband

and get a good laugh out of the sights and sounds...

And let's just say it was, um, entertaining.

I really don't think people go there for the food.