My parents asked my brother and I to go out for lunch on Good Friday. The problem was that we had no idea where we wanted to go. The four of us stood in our kitchen, tossing ideas back and forth but not coming to a solid conclusion. Finally, my Mom (and if you know my Mom, this will not surprise you) suggested that we each cast a secret ballot. Dave and I protested, but finally went along with it. We were each given a pen and a post-it note, then told to write our restaurant of choice with our left hands. The four of us folded our votes up and gave them to my brother to tally. Longhorns it was! Then my Mom's curiousity got the best of her and she asked my Dad what restaurant he voted for. He laughed and refused to tell her, saying it was a secret ballot. Then she asked me and I refused as well, saying that it was her idea for it to be a secret! During this, Dave threw the ballots in the garbage and Dad, Dave and I started walking out the kitchen to leave. We realized Mom was still in the kitchen, so I went back in and she was starting to go through the garbage to find the ballots! At this time, I yelled for my Dad and Dave to return to the kitchen and we started laughing hysterically while Dave went and grabbed my Mom from behind to try to stop her! We eventually gave in and told her when we turned into Longhorns to find it closed. We then decided to go to Boston Pizza, which no one voted for in the first place! Hope you enjoyed the glimpse of my wacko family!
Sunday, April 08, 2007
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