Last night Joe, Manny and I went to eat dinner at Texas Roadhouse. We were given a booth. Those of you that have been pregnant may remember that being 9 months pregnant and being escorted to a booth can be trouble, especially if the table is welded to the wall.
Well, I wedged myself into the booth, managed to spill my whole glass of diet coke and drop salad on the front of my shirt. *
*as a side note, Manny did not spill anything.
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That's a nice picture. Whoever took it should be a professional :o)
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