Early evening ladies night yesterday at our favorite watering hole for a belated birthday celebration, while my PIC went to the beer garden with another peen to take advantage of the nice weather. They showed up a bit later with the birthday girl’s hubster in tow to grab a bite.
Our entire table of lovelies ordered the ‘chopped steak burger’ that had been calling our names & came with either fries or salad. It was perfectly cooked to MR, but on top of being hella salty mine had a few gristly bits I literally had to pull out of the patty. Meh. Salad was heavy on the vinegar. Not their best production, TBH.
I recommended my PIC get something else, i.e. the chorizo, potato & pepper hash with a fried egg….. which was also SAWLTY AF! Yikes.
I stuck to cider instead of my beloved martinis bc it’s cheaper, as we found out yesterday that our car’s transmission is shot. The good news just keep coming 
The dealer estimated $8,200 for the new transmission, and it will take a month to get here. Uh, no. We’ll be shopping around town to see if we can get a cheaper part, bc that’s an investment we neither can nor want to make on a 9 yr old car with 100+k miles on it.
It was really nice to hang with the gals after a couple of weeks break, and I was especially happy that our widowed friend came out. She’s been having a terrible time of it lately — her 93 yr. old mom likely won’t make it to the end of the year, her sis has been diagnosed with ovarian cancer, and she has to put her 13 yr old doggo down next week. A shit storm we were glad to distract her from (if just for a few hours), and I really hope she took our advice to find a therapist to deal with all this sadness bc friends can only do so much.
Our peen friend drove us home & stayed for one of my PIC’s martinis and a Sam’s Club pepperoni pizza that didn’t suck after several drinks 
A good Tuesday evening, all things considered.
