Fright Night

Dave and I went out for dinner at the Keg tonight for a "Date Night".  We have had a gift certificate sitting around our house for almost a year, however we never got around to using it.  This is because we are still in the honeymoon faze of our parenting career where we are still okay with not having a social life outside our child-I think it's called the denial phase or maybe Stockholm syndrome.
          We left Lily at our parents and went, yes you have the right date, we chose Monday for a date night.  To be honest Dave had a short work day today and we weren't exhausted so we thought now or never.  We got the honor of sharing the restaurant with the Willowbrook Senior Center...I guess they have date nights on Mondays as well.
           You may ask if we missed Lily while we were at dinner.  The answer is no, the women a few tables down was nice enough to bring her toddler with her and let her run around the restaurant.  Contrary to popular belief when you leave your kid at home you are more aware of other kids and how annoying they are.  I know we're not suppose to judge but judging is so easy (and fun!), however when you go out to get away from your kid the last thing you want to see is another person's.  I know the Keg is no longer considered the pinnacle of fine dining but honestly leave the kid at home or go to Red Robins.
          Anyways the Keg was hosting a "Dine out Vancouver" special that for $40 you got an appy, entree and dessert.  Many restaurants around Vancouver take part in this promotion.  If I wasn't so lazy I'd google so I could explain the promotion....but I am so lazy.  At the restaurant I tried to think past the pregnancy fog to remember back in the days were I actually sat down at a restaurant.  My roaring (early) 20s when I had a social life, a job and pretended like I was an actual Vancouverite and not a Maple Ridgian.  "It's a sampler sized smaller menu meant to let you have a taste of the restaurant's favourite menu items" I claimed.  For some reason yet to be determined, Dave took my word for it even thought the only time I eat at a restaurant is when we order pizza or I get a happy meal from McDonalds.  "We should order another appy because I think we'll still be hungry" I continued.  Just for the the record, if you find yourself at the Keg and going to order off this special, it is not sampler size, please take my word for it.  We ended up ordering 3 appys, 2 entrees and 2 desserts and were quite shocked at the food orgy the waitress brought to our table-Supersize my butt please!  I am happy to report that we did manage to eat all the food and as a result probably consumed this and next week's calories in one sitting.  By the time our check came I couldn't tell if I wanted to puke or crap my pants.
            That pretty much was the cap of our date night-it's hard to be romantic when your bowels are full of $100 worth of steak, dairy and who knows what else.  Dave went straight to bed and as soon as Lily is asleep I'm going to pass out or perhaps hug the toilet for dear life-my gluttony has gotten the best of me tonight.
   ..........Yes, all is quiet in the McRoberts' household. time to consume half a bottle of tums and then pass out in a food coma. 

How I feel at the moment

PS-If you Google images for "Food Coma" you get a lot of pictures of skinny chicks pretending to have eaten something.