Tonight was an Aunt's Birthday (Happy Birthday Aunt Sue!!!!). We met up at Tango's, a cool Mexican restaurant with fantastic (although slightly overpriced) margaritas and even better food.
My family, as tradition dictates, was obnoxiously loud. Nothing new there. Even after 32 years their behavior manages to mortify me in public.
Even in a mostly empty restaurant. I apologized to the waitress, and tipped her huge.
While I finish up a post that's taking entirely too long, a little Post Secret awesomeness.
Although I have to wonder if I was regretless if I would care about what "messed up" would feel like...