The DTA had its monthly meeting today...

at the usual place (the Mexican McDonald's, for those of you familiar with that city). Only four members were there, the Equestrian, JJSMommy, beloved Jane-who-loves-big-pins, and Yours Truly, the designated driver. We started out with the mandatory margaritas and in a corner booth, but had to move since some of us were feeling claustrophobic. (I won't name them, but the table in the booth couldn't be scooted out far enough to give them room, even if it were on the diagonal.) Surprisingly, all went really well until the Equestrian said she had some bad news. Then she reported, "We have to go back to work next week." Of course Jane and I just laughed at her, which may have slightly hurt her feelings. She said to JJSMommy, "I think we need to move back to the booth--at least over there, people didn't laugh at us."

All in all, it was a good two-and-a-half-hour power lunch, with enough food left for my supper. Supplement that with a burrito for David, and no cooking necessary. I do like that place. Oh, and by the way, the little decorative bottle of brandy in the little decorative cooler has a lid that unscrews, and there is a liquid inside that smells vaguely of apples. Hmmmm, wonder if it really is brandy? As the Designated Driver and Tee Totaler, I'll never know.

Love to all, and God bless.