not particularily amusing, but I felt compelled to write it down

My husband loves to laugh and remember the time that we and my family went to a wine testing in Branson and I forgot my id. The wine tasting had been my idea and I was all excited. What is so humorous to him is how I pouted about it. Which I did because not only was I not allowed to taste the wine, I was not allowed neared the table. When we got to the tasting part, the guide (the tasting was proceeded with a guided tour of the winery) asked all the children to go to the corner of the room. Then specifically to me, "You to please." So I got to sit in the corner with a few ten year olds and brother and film my parents and husband taste wine and talk about how yummy it was. I was offered punch or sparkling cider out of a dixie cup. So yes I pouted.

To top if off my husband got tipsy off the wine (not being any kind of a drinker) and over dinner told my parents how much he loved various parts of my body.

Since I planned to enjoy something called a Bamboo, main ingrediant being Rum, at dinner last night he had joked and told me not to forget my id. Right before we were leaving Express called to tell my bill was late, it wasn't (this seems to be a trend this month) so I called them immdiately. I had to provide the number off my credit card.

We get to Kobe, I order a Bamboo, I reach under the table - my walet is at home on the computer desk. So Chris finds this funny. I tell him he cursed me. And for some reason the waitor feels bad, though I swear I didn't pout this time, and keeps offering to bring it to me anyway. Ugh.