Adventures with Mom/Dad

Hello my friends.  If you have been following my blog for any length of time, then you know that my mom/dad are crae-crae, crazy, over the top, not swimming with both oars or shall we say can not go out into public without getting into trouble.  You understand where I’m coming from?

This weekend was no exception.  I’m telling you, mom/dad left to their own devices not under anipal care, can be committed somewhere with matching white jackets that tie in the back.  At this point, you are probably asking yourself well what the heck did they do this time?

Dad had been telling mom all week that Saturday night, he was taking her somewhere special, somewhere with pizzazz with great food and that the place was very popular.  Come Saturday night, mom donned some special clothes and met dad in the front room.  Dad told her, “Honey you are way overdressed.”  So mom went and put on some jeans and a t-shirt.  That’s when she started thinking what kind of “nice” place was this restaurant.

They get into the Jeep and dad gives mom instructions.  That’s when… give me a moment to snort with piggy laughter… they arrived at the special restaurant with pizzazz – the local Sam’s Warehouse.  OMP – mom busted out laughing so hard and was thankful she changed clothes for this special outing.

Mom/dad entered the warehouse and had the person at the door check their membership.  That’s when dad told the greeter that he needed a table for two.  Mom just shook her head and laughed.

So mom/dad find the best seat in the house and decide what they want for dinner.  They chose pizza – astonishing huh?  But not just any pizza.  Dad referred to it as the best pizza this south of Atlanta.  And the picture really does not do it justice.  That one pizza slice is as big as a regular paper plate – or fine china as daddy called it that night.  So, two slices of pizza and two drinks for an astonishing $4.00 date night. Can you beat that?  Snorts with piggy laughter.  So, the next time you are at your local Sam’s Club, check out the amazing pizza… not that I would know personally because mom/dad didn’t bring me home a piggy bag.