Thursday, February 7, 2013

Date Night

with my son.

Tuesday night I dropped Zack off to watch the girl's basketball game and Jon and I had 1.5 hours to kill before Zack's game so I suggested going to Outback Steakhouse for dinner.

He, of course, was all for it.  And I was happy because I hardly ever get to eat there - and I hardly ever get to spend time with Jon alone.

Jon had the expensive New York Strip and I had the less expensive steak sandwich.

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