Good morning and Happy Father's Day to you fathers out there.
I am beat. Dinner last night was... interesting.
We drove down to Malibu (45 minute drive) to eat dinner at Paradise Cove, an apparently very popular seafood place right on the beach. This was for my other half's Grandparents' 60th anniversary... We had a party of 7, but apparently the place didn't do reservations for parties smaller that 10, yet they didn't have tables that seat more than 6 (small people) besides ONE 12 person table.. So I got stuck sitting in the walkway on a wooden chair. Food was good... even though I literally had to hold my plate while I ate
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The best part of the meal though was the fact that the place was crawling with women in bikinis. You see, the place has a bar and is in front of one of the nicest beaches in the area... and the dining area separates the beach and the bar... so they had to walk past me to get their alcohol. The fact that people were literally rubbing up against me to get past each other. So much tits and ass
And then I was up till nearly 130 AM baking a cake. I am a walking zombie today.