Greg’s office raffled off a pair of tickets to the Nutcracker on Friday, and Greg won. These were good seats, too, not far from the orchestra. Oh, the excitement! Despite my many, many years of dance lessons, I had somehow missed out on seeing the Nutcracker as a kid.
We stopped at a restaurant for a quick bite to eat before the performance. We ate at a cafe that is known for its great breakfasts, and therefore dishes them up 24 hours a day. Greg debated between ordering a standard dinner or a stack of pancakes.
“Well, I really want breakfast, but I’m going to get a regular meal,” I said.
“Why’s that?” Greg asked.
“Because if I eat a huge stack of pancakes and then sit in a dark auditorium, I know what will happen,” I said.
“Hmm, you’re right,” Greg said. “In that case, maybe I should get the pancakes.”
Boys can be such stinkers!