It's 2am and I'm still awake.. again.

What a week it has been.. My "little angel" has been at her "best" which has left me at my worst so, you can imagine my excitement when my awesome hubby offered to take us out to eat tonight. I put on make up and REAL clothes and we left the house without any clue of exactly where we were going to go eat. We set out across town looking for some new, exciting place to get our grub on.. We searched for about 45 minutes before deciding that we'd go to Texas Roadhouse. We get there.. Find a parking spot.. We get out and my darling husband tells me to go inside to put our names on the list while he is getting our darling daughter out of her careseat.. I went in and there were people on top of people waiting for tables. I asked the hostess how long the wait was. She replied 50 minutes to a hour and a half...(I don't think so).. SO, I go back outside as the loves of my life are approaching the front door.. We go back to the car.. Fight our now "demon spawn" to get back into her carseat.. We drive around for another 30 minutes looking at restraunts to see if they looked as busy as Texas Roadhouse was and of course most of them did.. We finally decide on eating at Hooters. They didn't LOOK too crowded.. We go inside and are told that it's a 30 minute wait.. We weren't going to go searching again and plus there were 5 tables that were empty. We could see them from the front of the restraunt.. We wait.. and wait.. and wait.. then 45 minutes later we are seated.. Yah!!! I (of course) order a beer..and the hubby orders a soda and we get tea for the baby.. 10 minutes later the waitress takes our order(appetizers and entrees)... waiting, waiting, waiting... 20 minutes later we have our appetizers and our entrees.... Except one thing is missing.. the child's corn dog.. we wait another 10 minutes until it gets to the table.. Guess what!!! The corn dog was hot as hell on the outside and still frozen on the inside.. We send it back.. The manager comes over and tells us that they are going to make our daughter a new corn dog and that it will be free.. Fast forward 15 minutes. We get the new corn dog... guuuueeeeesssss whhhhhaaatttt happened next... Yep, the new corn dog was the same fucking way.. Like 50,000 degrees and the outside and -30 degrees on the inside(still hard on the inside)... We send it back.. This time we just told them that we'd feed the baby chicken wings since she'd already been eating off my plate(had already polished off 3 drummies and 7 fried pickles).. They adjusted our bill by $27 so, they made it right and some .. They are forgiven.. We headed home and stopped by the adult snowcone shop.. Got home, put our monster to bed and drank our adult snowcones.. The hubby was snoring by 11pm... Happy Saturday.. Did I shave my legs for this? :-(