Weird: Anniversary style.

I was able to join several pretty fun ladies yesterday for a night of talking, giggling, and eating at Panera Bread. It was…YAY!

Thank you K for going alone at watching our LIO* so I could go. You’re my kind of wonderful.

 

When I got inside last night, I made my way downstairs and sat at the other end of the couch, facing K. He asked how my night was and I told him it was great, but not nearly as fun as our little anniversary date to the same restaurant (by the name St. Louis Bread Co. in Missouri…which is weird, don’t you think?).  Remember…

 

We decided to keep it low-key. A nice quiet trip to pick up dessert and a warm drink as our anniversary is in the smack-dab middle of winter. So, Bread Co. it was. We pulled in, made our way inside, and found a little table in a quiet section (really, we were some of the only ones in there…the whole place was quiet), and waited for our drinks to cool down. A few other people trickled in and it was becoming apparent a small gathering was about to take place. No biggie.

 

Until the bagpiper joined the party.

No joke.

He stood right beside our table and played for whatever convention was now gathering in the coffee shop of choice.

And have you ever sat right next to a playing bagpipe?

They’re nice. And LOUD.

And weird.

 

 

*Little Injured One…that’s another story for another day.

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