Monday, March 28, 2011

When Is a Rut Not a Rut?

Roger, Jack and I went out to dinner for family night tonight. Not too unusual.

We ate at our favorite Mexican restaurant (Mi Ranchito by the University Mall). We all ordered what we usually order (a veggie burrito and a sangria for me). As usual we inhaled the chips and salsa while we waited for our food. And as usual, because we were stuffed from the chips and salsa, we took home the leftovers for tomorrow.

So what, you may ask, was new or out of the ordinary about that?

Well, we had company, that's what. We were lucky enough to share the evening with Roger's brother and his wife who are visiting from Jefferson City, Missouri, for a couple of days. Thanks for the good times, Jim and Cindy! No estábamos en una rutina esta noche!

3 comments:

Robin said...

When it's a ditch.
When you get out of it.
When it's a tradition.
When you love it.

Any of those work for you?

Jim Layton said...

Thanks for sparkling conversation and a good meal.

LGTownsend said...

Jealous much! We loved Mi Ranchito's when we lived there. Really miss it. Thanks for the memory. :-)