If you ask me, weekends are proof that God loves us and wants us to be happy. After a long week, I was so grateful for the opportunity to relax, go to bed early, wake up without an alarm, and spend time with family. Dan’s dad was in town visiting from New York for the weekend and we were all content to keep our schedule low key.
After our midday stroll, we headed out to dinner at our favorite Mexican restaurant. I must admit, I felt a little guilty as we walked towards the restaurant and a runner bolted past us. I hope he burned enough calories for the two of us.
Of course, Mexican isn’t complete without a margarita. I ordered a coconut-strawberry margarita and couldn’t help but be reminded of the last time Dan’s family was in town and his sister, De, and I decided to have not 1, or 2, but instead, 3 margaritas. It wasn’t until we got up to leave and giggled at everything in sight that we realized how strong the drinks had been. Rest assured that at dinner this weekend, I limited myself to 1 margarita.
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