Table for Two
Today I had a plan, as usual. We would drop Rick’s car at the service station for an inspection, drive him to work, and then head to the new Tanger Outlets in Washington. It was a decent plan. I had only wanted to look in a few stores and sort of check things out. Let’s just say that my plan did not exactly turn out how I imagined. (This is typical for me.) How I responded to this was a bit different today though.
We arrived at the Outlets in a mob of traffic and as we approached, I was wondering where I would see a particular outlet store to park near. This was a joke. There was certainly not ample parking for the amount of crazies (like myself) that came out. And apparently, there was some goofy parade at 11:00 and Jerome Bettis making an appearance. Lots of fanfare for a bunch of shoppers. The bottom line for me and Quin is that we drove around for 20+ minutes hunting a parking spot. The arrangement of the parking was a little strange to me, plus there were news vans, carousels, and lots of carnival looking stuff taking up some of the normal parking area. Basically, I looked back at my son who had been so patient in the back seat all the way to Rick’s office and then to Washington, and I just couldn’t put him through any more driving around.
My decision was to take him down Route 19 for lunch. I’ve never requested a table for two for just me and Quin. We drove down to Red Robin (always a good choice for us). He had a burger and fries, and I had soup and salad. He got to color. Mostly, he got to be out of his car seat and be himself. I enjoyed lunch with him, which isn’t always a simple matter.
Someday we’ll go back to the outlets, but for today a table for two suited us just fine.