When the average person thinks of Happy Hour they probably think of drinks with the coworkers on Friday evening. Scotty and I have a different view of what Happy Hour entails. Being a teacher there are days that are more stressful than others- I’m sure systems analysits feel the same pressure!! There are days that feel endless and days that feel just too short. Today, surprisingly, was one where I accomplished more than I expected. Come 2:30 (45 minutes shy of the fog horn signaling another day is done) I reflected on my accomplishments. In one day I attended a meeting, met with a parent, taught a language arts group, nearly completed two student reports, and created sub plans for the following day- phew! Usually in a day’s time I can complete one of these highly involved tasks. Luckily on Wednesday I get some free time to catch up on ‘paperwork.’ I decided to reflect on my accomplishments by sending my husband an update on just how awesome I was. He too shared stories of just how great his day was. We decided to reward our efforts at Happy Hour at El Torito. In heading out to El Torito we had to take the in-law’s Cadi to make sure that the battery (and other vital organs) were still functioning. I secretly think Scotty loves taking the Cadi because it glides like a pontoon boat on a calm lake. To my surprise we made it to Happy Hour on time- considering Scotty thought we had a flat tire.
Happy Hour: who thought of Happy Hour and what was their mission? First, Happy Hour never lasts one hour. I personally appreciate that it is not just one hour- sometimes service takes that long for the first drink! Second, I am convinced restaurants lower the prices of adult beverages so that you stay and drink more because it is cheaper to stay than to go home and drink your own supply! Luckily Scotty and I are responsible and sincerely go for the food prices. Tonight we shared a quesadilla (amazing by the way!) and boneless buffalo wings. Okay, so buffalo wings in a Mexican restaurant is a little weird, but they were very good! My loving husband partook in the buffalo wings simply because he knew I loved them!! In about an hour I will hear him popping TUMs. This is what makes marriage work for us. We both love so many of the same things, but in the event that what we love is different (me hot and spicy buffalo wings and he mild and ordinary chicken strips) we order what we think the other will like. A happy SPOUSE is a happy LIFE– who cares if it doesn’t rhyme!?!
-Tiff- Scotty’s loving WIFE