I took The Curmudgeon out to dinner last evening.  We went to a Red Robin. (http://www.redrobin.com/)  This was his choice.  As we got settled in our booth, I told our lovely server that it was The Curmudgeon’s 60th birthday.

We enjoyed a wonderful dinner.  I love not having to cook and do dishes.

When we finished eating, the table was suddenly surrounded by servers and a large, fuzzy Robin.  A sundae with party sprinkles and chocolate syrup landed in front of him.  Hands were clapped and their version of happy birthday made The Curmudgeon smile.

He gamely dug his way through the sundae…when we got to the car, he thanked me.  Said it was fun.  😀

You all have a good one!