Wedded Bliss

Lewis cannot stand my favorite O’Fallon restaurant – La Parilla.  The last time we went, I failed to tell him where we were eating, as I didn’t want to hear “Why do we have to go there?” 100 times in the car. I thought maybe he would play it cool if I made it all the way to the Mexican joint. I was wrong. I pulled into the parking lot and we got out of the car ,and then Lewey realized where we were.

“What? Why did you choose this place?” he asked.

“Lewis, we went to your favorite restaurant last time. It’s my turn.”

Lewey became visibly irritated, shook his head and replied, “We finally get a night out and you take me here.”

I looked at him in disbelief and said, “People wonder why I’m not married but really, I am. And my husband is 12.”

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