This is a formal apology to my friend from Fowlerland.
We went out with her & her hubby on Saturday night. We went to White Chocolate Grill. It's super good. If you live in Phoenix, Henderson or Chicago I highly suggest you go check it out. Kinda chic but with normal & good food. I would recommend the Chicken Madera but I couldn't get it. Because the madera sauce didn't come out 100% that night. So they refused to serve it. Yeah, they're that good.
Anyway, then we came back to our house afterward to play games. JBird had been babysitting while we were at dinner and somehow the boys managed to hook our Wii up to the wireless internet? I didn't even realize that was possible. Then when we were surprised on Monday to wake up to a ton of snow Tbone was all "Wii News said it was gonna snow!" My kids are very current and "in the know" now. This is also where JBird saw that Tony Dungy was retiring and he threw a mini hissy fit. I've also heard "All you need to do is put in your credit card number!" for a few things as well.
But here comes the apology part.... I remember Mrs.Fowlerland needing to use the bathroom at one point during our evening. I thought nothing of this. I assumed certain things. I didn't check things out before they came over. I didn't step foot in that bathroom until Sunday afternoon.
Oh. My. Gosh.
I had to get out my Pee Chisel to get the dried urine off the back of the toilet, on the base of the toilet & elsewhere. At first I was like "What the?" and then "Oh no...." when I remembered Mrs. Fowlerland going in there.
So I apologize to you, Mrs.Fowlerland. I don't blame you if you lined the toilet with paper first. And then washed your hands until they were raw. And then never wanted to come over again. You are a saint for carrying on with the evening as if nothing were wrong. And then proceeding to kick our butts at your first time playing Dominion as if you hadn't just been traumatized.
I appreciate that.
And I'm sorry.