Rough Friday

As a reward, took the kids to this pizza restaurant they like, mainly because it has games and vending machines and not because the pizza is any good. In fact, I've never had a good meal there. I ordered the "Indy 500"--it's a sports bar restaurant--which was supposed to be pesto, sun-dried tomatoes and fontina cheese, and then went and did a motorcycle racing game with the kids. When I got back, the waitress informed me they were out of pesto. The longer you have to keep kids in a restaurant, the bigger the risk, but what could I do? I ordered the margerita, which is their only thin crust, with sliced tomatoes and basil. The kids were pretty much done with their regular cheese pizza by the time mine came, and it was undercooked, soggy in the middle, the bottom of the crust white and free of any evidence of baking. Worse than that, it had tons of uncooked garlic on it, which is just ridiculous. If you're not going to roast or quickly saute' the garlic, it shouldn't be on a pizza, because raw garlic is nasty. I had little choice but to send that back (I hate to send food back, but this was below my standards of just-shut-up-and-eat-it), and ordered a cheeseburger and potato wedges. That ended up being one of the best cheeseburgers I've had in years, and fortunately my son found an old friend to play with in the meantime, a kid who moved and went to a different school this year. So that worked out. Today he told me one of the things they did was sticking their heads in a trash can, and I really don't want to know the details.

After dinner we went to Target, as the reward for my son being good all week was I was going to get him a couple fine line markers like I have (his request) and a pad to draw on. Nice change from toys for once. At dinner he'd told me he needed to go #2, but the Men's room stall had no door on it, so he had to hold it. He had an accident in the Men's room at Target because the men in the stalls took too long, so he had a big blowout in his shorts, and it was green. A real disaster that ended up down his leg and everything. I bought some new underwear and shorts and cleaned him up and it was fine, but it took so long we didn't watch any TV when we got back, just took a bath and put them to bed. I watched Hitchcock's ROPE while they slept. Had a weird dream I meant to write about, but it's gone.