I decided to have a day to myself. I went to the liquor store, bought some tequila. Stopped by target to buy myself some stuff. One of which was (what bobby calls) a "sassy" hat.
That I will probably rarely wear.
Then I stopped by the Alligator Grill and had a few margaritas.
Then out of shear curiosity, I asked Bobby what he wanted me to make him tonight. Being silly, he said he wanted a stuffed pickle. Then changed his mind and said he'd rather I finally made a pillow from his old Billy Idol shirt.
I did make the pillow.
But then I had to make the stuffed pickle. How could you turn down a request like that?
All the while drinking more (homemade) margaritas. First regular...
Then lavender...
And now Bobby has a new friend.
