Kevin Or Kim

I went on a rare but much-needed date with the trophy wife this weekend! We got a babysitter and went to one of our favorite places for dinner, Macaroni Grill. It was a relaxing and romantic time, and we laughed and joked and did all the things people do before they have kids.

The Mac Grill house wine flowed like water as we laughed about how the hostess said to us:

"Hi, welcome to Macaroni Grill. Your server will be Kevin, and she'll be right with you"

We tried to figure out if Kevin was going to turn out to have a second use as an obscure girl's name, or if, in our giddy state of euphoria at being let out of the house alone, perhaps we heard the name wrong.

Kevin turned out to be Kim and we laughed all over again.

He was a pretty good waiter actually.

Everything was wonderful. We really need to do this kind of thing more often.