I don't want to talk about it.
I've reached the point where I spontaneously burst into tears when I think about all of the food I had to throw away yesterday.
I know it could have been a lot worse. I know we were lucky. I know I am coming from a place of privilege.
But - honestly? I'm getting frustrated.
My mom must have thought I sounded pathetic when I talked to her on the phone today because she offered to treat Bruce and me for dinner. He was working until 5 so I surprised him at work and we picked a place in Patriot's Place, Tavolino.
(I don't know how to link from my phone!)
We started with a Fried Cheese appetizer, which was super smoky! And the marinara sauce was spicy - I was totally not expecting it. But it was a great starter.
As was this!
I went with the house salad topped with garlic crusted grilled chicken. I had the waitress put ground pepper on it - there was so much flavor!
We opted out of dessert and for a walk around Patriot's Place.
They're getting ready for tomorrow night's Patriot's game - football season already?!
Okay, friends. We need some prayers around here. I'm not going to ask for prayers that the power comes back but I am going to ask that you pray for our patience and sanity. I think (okay I know!) people are starting to lose both. I don't want accidents/fights/etc. to break out because of frustration.
xoxo
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