I don't like Mondays...part 2

So, here I am, looking good -- hair turned out great, makeup looks good, outfit is snazzy. I'm just waiting for Hubby to get here so I can leave.

6:30 comes and goes. So does 6:45.

Hubby walks in at 7 pm. That's okay, I tell hime. Not a big deal. This is a busy time for him at work. He plans on taking the girls out to dinner, so we all have fun plans for the evening.

I'm finally off, ready for my Ladies' Night Out.

As I approach the downtown where the restaurant is, I am greeting by the most expansive lighting decoration that I have ever seen. Each building in this downtown is curtained with a different color of light, in the form of many strands of lights starting at the roof and heading to the ground. They just go on and on and on. And so does the traffic.

What should take me 2 minutes has now taken me 15 minutes, which, in the normal scheme of things, is not a big deal. But since I am already half an hour late, I am a bit anxious. I find a parking spot and head to the restaurant. I approach the hostess and tell her that I am meeting a group of friends, the reservation was for 7 pm, for about 8 women. She leads me to the first room, where I scan and do not recognize anyone. Next room, same thing. Last room, no one I know.

At this point, I am quite confused. I ask if they have another restaurant in the downtown area. Nope.

I whip out my cell phone, and I curse myself for not updating it with everyone's home and cell numbers. I try A's home phone number, hoping to reach A's husband who, I hope, can shed some light on the situation. Answering machine. I leave a message...I don't know why. Next, I call the only other person at the dinner whose number I have: P's cell phone. Great! She always has it on her.

P answers, I tell her it's me. "Are you at the restaurant with everyone?"
P: "Yes."
Me: "Where is it at?" (Forgive me of my terrible grammar, but at this point, I DON'T CARE!!!)
P: "It's at 16 and Evergreen." (Aha -- I'm at Main and 3rd.)
Me: "So it's been changed from K&M?"
P: long pause "Lisa, that's not until NEXT Monday."

Perfect.

Not all is lost, however. I'm all dressed up (well, not dress up, but YKWIM), Hubby and the girls are out, I've got alone time. Whatever shall I do????

I get in the car and mull over my options. At this point A calls me back and we have a laugh at my expense. I decide that I would walk around some wonderful store and treat myself to a dinner out. I drive a few miles and I see one of my favorite eating places, one that I haven't been to in quite a while. I pull into the parking lot.

"Welcome to Taco Bell. May I take your order?"

Yes, isn't that pathetic. I order my usual: 2 Meximelts minus the salsa and a Large Pepsi, light on the ice. I splurge and also order a Cinnamon Apple Empanada. YUM!

After my gourmet meal, I saunter into one of my favorite shopping haunts. Target. Man, I love that dollar spot!

I get a few stocking stuffers for the girls and a couple of cool things for the kitchen and head home. I ponder aloud what I should do, as the rest of my family is still out. I debate painting my nails. Nah, I got in my pjs and started this blog.

Ten minutes later, the troop comes home. Oh, well. So much for my big night out!!!!