Hanging with the Boys

Liquid dinner for all the family.

Today, my eldest child was told they were laid off. My third child is only working part time-ish and my hubby has been lopping heads right and left in his department and *I* was told in a lengthy meeting that making money for the company is BAD! Huh??

Some strange cosmic energy construed to have us all come together at the same time in the afternoon at the house and the first thing on everyone’s mind was ‘HAPPY HOUR’. (A strange term when you think about it)

Thankfully(?) I live a few blocks from a bar and we walk down and stagger home now and then, so we all wandered down the road and took up a table next to the guest lobster. (they take guesses as to his weight and whomever gets closest takes the lobster home, dead or alive. Tonight he was 5.1 lbs) It didn’t take too long for us all to be a little loose and we started toasting.

“Here’s to not being allowed to make money for the company!”

“Here’s to the economy!”

“Here’s to MOM and her plot for world domination!” (my personal favorite of the night)

It was an interesting experience and one of the more relaxed times we’ve had as a family lately. I really enjoyed myself.

When Happy Hour was over, the bar cleared right out and we took our time in the clear, crisp night air to waddle home. Tipsy family time… you gotta love it!!