Friday Night Torture

We usually go out to eat on Friday nights and since Jonathan had a tough week, I let him decide. I had much higher hopes than where Jonathan had his sight set on....

CiCi's pizza.

Yep. The mecca of all things disgusting. I hate a buffet. I hate dirty places. And I really hate places where I look around and realize we are the only family that regularly bathes. This is precisely why Jonathan is only allowed once or twice a year to pick where we eat. We are usually pizza snobs but he let this slide. He claims he loves their dessert pizza and garlic bread.

There was a charter bus full of students there. I'm not exaggerating. A real charter bus. I started sweating as soon as we walked in. I hate crowds. They make me really nervous. Especially when children are not being disciplined, doing cartwheels and throwing food.

So there was the charter bus, 50 other people and a manager who sang a little tune every time he put a new pizza on the buffet.

"An apple stroodle pizza a day keeps the doctor away."

"1, 2,3 look at me. I have a pepperoni for you to see."

At one point I looked at Jonathan and said (excuse my language), "We are in the f*ing twilight zone." Thank goodness I love him so much and he makes me laugh about situations. Thank goodness Hudson likes pizza and does not realize we ate in the middle of chaos. It was an experience to say the least. And the food is not even good. Lesson learned Jonathan. Never let you pick where we eat. I am pretty sure I threw up in my mouth a few times.

Jonathan lost a friend suddenly this week when he passed away in his sleep. It is such a sad, sad story and a tragic loss for his good group of friends that he has known his entire life. I know that everything happens for a reason but sometimes you have to wonder why such a young person passes away. I did know him well but my heart (and many, many other peoples) has been broken. Usually I would not even mention something like this but it is just so heartbreaking to me. It makes you realize how truly precious life is and how you should never take a minute for granted. Tell the people you care about that you love them, hold your family tight and live your life to the fullest.

Tomorrow we will celebrate the life of a wonderful man. Rest in peace, Sackett.