Saturday marked the eighteenth year of The Boy.
My Little Caboose, he is almost grown!
We celebrated at a new Japanese steakhouse he'd found in a hip and trendy part of our city. We knew it was hip and trendy because it was packed to the gills with hip and trendy people.
We did not count the couple with the t-shirts that read "HIP" and "TRENDEE" printed on them.
We did, however, count the fact that we had to wait for almost an hour to get a table.