Only On Father's Day

Father's Day was celebrated in style this year.  We went all out for the man of our household including breakfast in bed, a movie, and dinner out at a restaurant of his choice--Hooter's.  Delightfully tacky, yet unrefined.  The joint was hopping tonight.  The girls were flying all around taking care of their tables, getting drinks, and bussing tables.  Nobody can argue the fact that the girls really earned their tips.  It was also kind of fun to see how many fathers were treated to this fine dining establishment on their day.  Family after family came through the door to celebrate their dad.  I'm glad I have a whole year to think about how I'll spend Mother's Day. This much I know...it won't include boobies and wings.