Monday, February 16, 2004

Valentine's fiasco

This one's for all the people who hate Valentine's Day.

Saturday afternoon, Misty decided we were going to go out for a Valentine's Day dinner, instead of cooking at home as we'd planned. Not a good idea, I thought, but she's the one who's pregnant, so I wasn't in a position to argue.

Around 7 p.m. we set out for Copeland's. I was already extremely tired and didn't feel like driving, but the holiday traffic exacerbated my tension. When we finally made it to the restaurant, we circled the parking lot a couple times before finding a space. I asked Misty how long she was willing to wait for a table, and she said no more than an hour and a half. With the wait estimate at three hours, we departed and went on to the next restaurant. However, the wait at Joe's Crab Shack, Bahama Breeze, and Chili's all appeared to be about the same.

We headed in a different direction and finally came upon a little Italian restaurant that didn't look crowded. I thought the place looked promising, but the woman at the door told us that dinner that night was available by reservation only — we'd have to wait about an hour and a half just to see if someone didn't show up. Taking pity on Misty's 8-months pregnant belly, though, she woman seated us anyway. I was so pleased — we were finally out of the car, we didn't have to wait at all, and the menu looked quite good. Misty, on the other hand, didn't want anything they were serving (it was a set menu), so we ended up leaving.

Growing more exasperated with each passing minute, I drove us back in the direction of home. We passed a few more restaurant potentials on the way whose parking lots each alluded to the same situation as the first crop we'd tried.

Finally, we just went home. We were never going to find a place that we both wanted to eat that would have a short wait time. I heated up some potato soup and caught hell for not being patient enough. Happy Valentine's Day; let's argue.

Nevertheless, I'd rather spend Valentine's Day arguing with Misty than spend it without her. Even the bad days eventually lead to good. I love her tremendously.

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